For my next birfday,
I want me one of these.
PocketPigs. I can just see me with, like, three. More info here.
This is just sad.
He survived the impact, but was too badly wounded to survive, so they put him down. It reminds me of the doped-up chick that let a transient die in her windshield, only more humane.
ed. note: That is indeed a moose. On the loose. In Massachooooooosetts. More info here.
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is that a moose?
in the car?
also, pig please.
Dude, I want a lap pig too!
That lap pig is so super cute.
piggy = crazycute, moose = sad.
So how exactly did that moose get there?
aww that poor moose... and the pigs are cute...but, they are still pigs.
Isn't it funny how things in smaller sizes always look cuter? Like an outfit in a small/medium looks way cuter than the same danged outfit in. . ."generous".
damn, your blogsite just erased my post ...
anyway, I pondered the relationship between those pocket pigs and those tiny cocktail franks ...
And mentioned that there are a lot of awful stories about people who bought those dump pot bellied minipigs only to have the grow into mean, foul, huge real pigs ...
so, like, lots of sunshine. And stuff.
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