<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:00:49.837-04:00</updated><category term='moving'/><category term='pears'/><category term='animal'/><category term='baby'/><category term='food'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='ducks'/><category term='tomatoes'/><category term='piglets'/><category term='video'/><category term='Red wattles'/><category term='hogs'/><category term='hay'/><category term='red wattle'/><category term='roosters'/><category term='bottle baby'/><category term='friend'/><category term='progress'/><category term='piglet'/><category term='bottle'/><category term='leaves'/><category term='grow'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Piglet's Progress</title><subtitle type='html'>The diary of our bottle baby pig.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-3904976409790274256</id><published>2009-12-10T07:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T07:29:58.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The end</title><content type='html'>Sadly Rosy passed away today due to an unfortunate complication from a umbilical hernia Rosy suffered at birth. We will all miss her very much. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-3904976409790274256?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/3904976409790274256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=3904976409790274256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/3904976409790274256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/3904976409790274256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/12/end.html' title='The end'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-4189158236061793664</id><published>2009-12-04T23:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:54:29.952-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red wattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piglets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Waltzing with Matilda</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure Matilda, the Large Black Hog likes me. When I go out to say hello across the fence she clacks her mouth at me. Then I run away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is really big and I'm a little scared. Good thing there is a fence in between us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a little dance we do each morning. I go to the fence to say hello. She puts on her grumpy face and I run away. Then I try again later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, when I am bigger we can be friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-4189158236061793664?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/4189158236061793664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=4189158236061793664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/4189158236061793664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/4189158236061793664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/12/waltzing-with-matilda.html' title='Waltzing with Matilda'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-2736048079044204829</id><published>2009-11-28T11:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:50:32.410-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piglet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red wattles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaves'/><title type='text'>Moving Day</title><content type='html'>I woke up to a funny noise today - lots of banging and clanking. When I peeked over the door I saw Brian dragging fence panels and fence posts over to Matilda's house. I watched all morning while he pounded in posts, cleaned out the stall next to Matilda's and wired up fence panels. I wondered if we were going to get a new neighbor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the stall was clean and the fence was up, Brian disapeared around the garage. He came back a few minutes later dragging a huge bag of leaves. He through the bag over the fence then dragged it into the stall. I couldn't see what he did in there, but when he came out the bag was empty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He disapeared again around the garage for a few minutes. This time when he came back he wasn't carrying anything. He came to my door and said,"Nosy Rosy are you ready for your new home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I oinked and wagged my tail and squealed with excitement as he picked me up. I was so excited I just about wiggled out of his arms when he climbed over the fence with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He carried me into the newly cleaned stall and put me down in a huge soft bed of leaves. I love leaves . . . they are my new favorite thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-2736048079044204829?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/2736048079044204829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=2736048079044204829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/2736048079044204829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/2736048079044204829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-day.html' title='Moving Day'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-2712982638006412514</id><published>2009-11-22T21:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:47:35.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving day is coming!</title><content type='html'>Today when I jumped up so I could see over the door, Dot said I to move to a new house. I wonder if it will be big and white like this house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will be next to Matilda the black pig who lives in the wooden house. I can see her house when I peak over my door. I guess I'll have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-2712982638006412514?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/2712982638006412514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=2712982638006412514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/2712982638006412514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/2712982638006412514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-day-is-coming.html' title='Moving day is coming!'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-6773473628075033151</id><published>2009-11-08T19:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:06:58.051-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ducks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roosters'/><title type='text'>My neighbors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SxAPgW8FxfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZoEKPjG-34Q/s1600/100_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SxAPgW8FxfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZoEKPjG-34Q/s320/100_0097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408840201059812850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is picture of my neighbors on the farm:&lt;br /&gt;the wolf/dogs - Willow and Camden &lt;br /&gt;My other neighbors are:&lt;br /&gt;the rainbow of roosters - They wake me up each morning when the sun comes up/ COCKADOODLE DOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;The large black hog - Matilda. I can see her when I peek over my door. &lt;br /&gt;Anders' ducks - They quack whenever anyone somes into view. &lt;br /&gt;Honey the Corgi&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;Betty the Chahuahua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-6773473628075033151?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/6773473628075033151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=6773473628075033151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/6773473628075033151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/6773473628075033151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-nieghbors.html' title='My neighbors'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SxAPgW8FxfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZoEKPjG-34Q/s72-c/100_0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-2939622220087699833</id><published>2009-11-04T19:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:55:43.501-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piglet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red wattles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottle baby'/><title type='text'>My friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SxASfeZ0HxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/H9Kti_a34Ds/s1600/100_1799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SxASfeZ0HxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/H9Kti_a34Ds/s320/100_1799.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408843484418547474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a human friend, Lilly. She is 7 year old. I can hear her coming along the path in the afternoon. She always brings me my milk and stays while I eat. Then Dot will let Lilly take me out for a romp in the yard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like grass. It's yummy! I tried a rock. Not so good. Too hard to be tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly won't let me in the tall grass. I wonder what's in there. Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-2939622220087699833?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/2939622220087699833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=2939622220087699833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/2939622220087699833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/2939622220087699833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-friend.html' title='My friend'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SxASfeZ0HxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/H9Kti_a34Ds/s72-c/100_1799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-6079335254582041681</id><published>2009-10-19T00:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:01:11.393-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red wattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piglet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomatoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pears'/><title type='text'>My new favorite thing... well next to MILK!</title><content type='html'>Pears! Juicy ripe pears and tomatoes juicy ripe tomatoes. Yumm Yummm&lt;br /&gt;My friends Lilly and Grandma Marilyn bring them to me for treats. Slurpalicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot says I've gotten so much food on myself I could really use a bath... I wonder what that is...hmmm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-6079335254582041681?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/6079335254582041681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=6079335254582041681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/6079335254582041681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/6079335254582041681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-new-favorite-thing-well-next-to-milk.html' title='My new favorite thing... well next to MILK!'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-1419835435619190366</id><published>2009-10-12T12:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:07:32.726-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red wattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piglet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>My favorite thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-177d2570943d1f30" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D177d2570943d1f30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331384641%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F7774AC111787E66DF5F3EEB3AB6136265C146D.7948151023E97BEA4FB6AD452A90B07924DCAF4B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D177d2570943d1f30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoXV_awvINtqtx8riqDIbJmHRwY4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D177d2570943d1f30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331384641%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F7774AC111787E66DF5F3EEB3AB6136265C146D.7948151023E97BEA4FB6AD452A90B07924DCAF4B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D177d2570943d1f30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoXV_awvINtqtx8riqDIbJmHRwY4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;FOOD! When I hear someone coming with my bottle I jump for joy. Once I nearly fell out the door when it was opened because I was so excited. Dot made of video of me at breakfast today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh My! I sure did get a lot of milk on my face. :) GOT MILK? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-1419835435619190366?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/1419835435619190366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=1419835435619190366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/1419835435619190366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/1419835435619190366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favorite-thing_12.html' title='My favorite thing!'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-2695769938456367308</id><published>2009-10-12T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:33:50.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piglet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Warm &amp; Cozy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/StNYv7n1fpI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ySaNrMkSUAg/s1600-h/100_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391750759374487186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/StNYv7n1fpI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ySaNrMkSUAg/s320/100_1822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got a new home. It's big and roomy. Dot &amp;amp; Brian put up a heat lamp in the middle. It makes a nice warm spot where I like to sleep. Then Dot put some hay and grass and dirt in my new house for me. I like to burrow in the hay. It makes a good blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nibble at the hay. Rooting in the dirt is fun. I hope Dot puts in a new scoop of dirt soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-2695769938456367308?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/2695769938456367308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=2695769938456367308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/2695769938456367308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/2695769938456367308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favorite-thing.html' title='Warm &amp; Cozy'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/StNYv7n1fpI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ySaNrMkSUAg/s72-c/100_1822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487292802125146591.post-3145281121866848841</id><published>2009-10-10T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:05:03.591-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red wattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piglet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Bottle baby</title><content type='html'>Last week we went to Missouri to pick up Bud Nichol's herd of Red Wattle hogs: 2 big boars, 4 big sows- one with a litter of piglets . . . and a bottle baby. I decided it would be fun to chronicle the bottle baby piglet's progress on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny had told us about her before we drove out. She said the piglet was one of a litter of a dozen. Ginny was attending the birth. She had wiped the piglet dry and set her aside when suddenly 3 piglets were born in quick succession. Ginny hurried to wipe them dry. In the hustle, our little girl's umbilical cord got stepped on a stretched. Now she has an umbilical hernia.  She can't go back with her brothers and sisters because the hernia resembles a nipple and the other piglets would pull, suck and bite at it.  Not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we have a baby pig. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing cuter than a baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RW&lt;/span&gt; piglet. When we got to Bud and Ginny's the piglet was running around the house playing with a tiny puppy. After loading up the big hogs in the stock trailer, we packed up the piglet in a cardboard box with a little blanket and some shredded newspaper. She road in the back seat with Kacie all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny called her Petunia. This immediately presented a challenge for us as we already have a Petunia pig. Right now she seems to have multiple names: P2, Rosy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pigaleto&lt;/span&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her story:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487292802125146591-3145281121866848841?l=pigletprogress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/feeds/3145281121866848841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487292802125146591&amp;postID=3145281121866848841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/3145281121866848841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487292802125146591/posts/default/3145281121866848841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigletprogress.blogspot.com/2009/10/bottle-baby.html' title='Bottle baby'/><author><name>Dot</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQdldn8G810/SPUPyIIs_hI/AAAAAAAAABw/qB2AscTSKYg/S220/nosy+turkey.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
