Blanche and Maude

Today we are gathered together,
 (around the kitchen table)
To celebrate the lives of Blanche and Maude,
Who gave their lives unconsciously,
For the betterment of our nutrition.
They were with us for only seven short months,
But they brought their inquisitive and friendly dispositions,
Into our lives to delight us.
Twice daily we met with them in their modest home.
To provide their succour.
It was a pleasure to discover their individual personalities,
Watch them frolic and gamble about,
Happy in their sorority.
Their gentle and individual expressions, characteristic squeals and exclamations of delight,
Will remain  etched in our memory.
They spent their final days romping in tall grass and playing together.
And fittingly, that is also how they left this world,
Together.
We have been honoured to have had the opportunity to raise,
These magnificent pigs.

It's Raining

It's raining it's pouring,
My three 'piggies' are snoring.
Too well fed,
And slumbering in their bed.
Their feed could have waited till morning.
The cow's in the milk bail
And the calf is too.
How to separate them?
Shoo calf shoo!
She looks so pathetic
Coat streaming with wet.
And I've still the dogs,
To let off for a run yet!
Rain Rain go away.
Please come again another day.

When I don't have to feed, untie or separate the animals.