The littlest, cutest little piggies on the farm. (Shhh....don't tell the others I said that!)
Looking around for their brothers and sisters, but happy to be together.
Never straying more than a couple of feet from each other they gave the whole of their enclosure the once over before settling down to a snack of pig nuts.
After checking everything out and marvelling at the barking Jack Russell that is smaller than they are, they settled down for a little snooze in the sunshine. The most laid back little piggies I have ever met (I think they get that from their Mum, Cilla.)
On a sadder note Latte, one of our original girls died during the night. We expected it from yesterday afternoon. We have noticed a real pattern now when a chicken is going to die in it's sleep. They take themselves away after a meal and a drink, for an afternoons solitude, then at bedtime the others huddle around her, as if saying goodbyes. It's sad but a nice peaceful end to a happy life.
RIP Latte, you were a lovely lady and a fun chicken to know.