I can be hopelessly disorganised. Boyfriend hates it when I am running around the house at 7.45 saying "why can't I find a fucking bra?" or "where the fuck's my keys?" It's worse at certain moon phases. If I could just organise my desk....
Anyway, here is Pig. He is 15 weeks (nearly) and LOVING his walks. It has been a shock to my system but I have lost 3lbs already! Boyfriend can't afford to lose any weight so he has started having puddings again.
Here he is having a lie down.
Here he is enjoying some sunshine.