TGIF

The week has finally ended. It has been a crazy week. Monday Tori had a volleyball game. Tuesday we picked hay. Wednesday it was our turn to cook dinner at church. Thursday Sam had a program. Friday was the funniest. We had a vet appointment to see if Daisy was pregnant. So, Doc Beverley came by this afternoon and she did a sonogram. First we had to catch the pig. After a few failed tries the snot catcher was brought out. Daisy did not like this. Beverley got the machine ready while her asst Amanda held the head and front feet while I held the back feet. There was no pickled feet just a lot whining and squeaking. After 20 minutes there was no sign of piglets, but Amanda found out that a pig can bite you. I will have to buy another box of dog biscuits to make Daisy like me again. It is good that she is not PG...we did not know what she could have been breeded with. I guess we would have had to taken her to the Morey show to find out who the daddy pig was. It was just sad that we would not have any babies snorting around right now. But that is ok...we will have a piggy farm someday. This little piggy is tired so I'm going to bed. We have the church's harvest sale tomorrow. I went wee wee wee all the way to bed.