This is Emma, she's the oldest of my current herd at 4 and a half. She's cantankerous and moody and she only likes Fizzy, but she's adorable and I adore her.
This is Fizzy, after Emma's cagemate passed away I contacted a local rescue and we went through the laborious process of finding her a friend. 6 hours and 12 pigs later...she picked Fizzy. She was the only one who she wouldn't attack without provocation and they get along so well now.
This is Winnie, she was my first foster pig (for the same rescue I adopted Fizzy from) and a complete foster failure. She came to me heavily pregnant and completely terrified of everything. She and a couple other pairs were being bred by an 8 year old for pocket money (along with some rabbits) and had been manhandled. When she first came to me she wouldn't even eat if I were in the pig room, a year and a half later she pancakes on my lap and has naps with me. She's a beautiful girl with an amazing, trusting personality and I'm so glad I agreed to foster her.
The rest are all Winnie's babies (yep, total failure as a foster lol!)
Chrissie, she was Winnie's largest baby at 90g. She's adorable and precocious, even now when I get her out of the cage she's straight off into an adventure. The world is a giant playground for her.
This is Barnsey (her name is technically Mahalia, but her nickname has kinda stuck). She's the loudest pig I have ever heard. EVER. When she was first born I thought she was a he, and named her after Jimmy Barnes (Australian singer, tends to shriek and yell instead of singing). At two weeks when I was able to positively ID her as a girl, I simply changed her name to Jimmy Barnes' daughter but the nickname just stuck. She, along with Fizzy, are the ones who tell me when I'm 'late' with feeding them.
And I'm going to have to make an extra post for my boys.
they're sisters and twelve weeks old, still fighting over dominance!!!
