Breakfast

To ensure three whole pigs fit into your stomach, best to space them as meals.  After spending the night away from his ma curled up in a bale of hay, this smallest of the pig brothers made a perfect breakfast.  (I heard his irresistible snoring on my way to the farm for chickens and eggs.)

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About heatheroutlaw

Aspiring children's illustrator and novelist, with a passion for animals, beautiful places, and God's creation.
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2 Responses to Breakfast

  1. Mr. Spoqui says:

    NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

  2. Mr. Spoqui says:

    (poor little pig…)
    or poor wolf?

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