My sister would have loved this!

We have a visitor.  We are looking after her until Tuesday while her foster mama, the manager of our SPCA, is away.  Her name is Dover and she is a teeny tiny Berkshire piggy, just over five weeks old but only weighing about two pounds (instead of the 15-20 they would normally weigh at this age).  She was, needless to say, the runt of the litter, and has been in foster care since she was 9 days old.  It really is a miracle she has survived.

And she makes me laugh.

Meet Dover:

Yum! Pig mash and goat's milk!

Is blue really my colour?

I'z all tuckered out - time for a nap!

So far I have learned

• she is a very messy eater
• unlike potbellies, she doesn't choose one corner for her bathroom and go only there - anywhere will do, the pee pads, the floor, the blankets, her crate. Silly Pig.
• she likes her crate, but any warm blankets will do
• she doesn't mind the xpen but loves to explore when I let her out,
• she likes dog toys like I-Cube:

• and especially this twisty thing which she really worked hard to shove into her crate:

Ta da!  I'z such a clever piggy!

Charley was happy to greet her and then went back to bed;

Oh, good!  Mama brought home a piggy again! Hi Piggy!

Sadie is absolutely infatuated with her and hardly leaves her side;

Hi Pig!  Wanna share yer food wiv me?

and  Allie  is still undecided:

Whoa!  What the heck is that?





That's gotta be the weirdest looking foster dog Mom's brought home yet!

Stay tuned for more tales and photos of Life With Dover.

I can see my sister's smiling eyes and hear her laughter loud and clear.

Miss ya, sis.  Welcome, Dover.