Mom and I were out walking and what did we see? A pig! Yep, a pig. What did I do? Well, I did what I always do. I sniffed her behind, of course. Then, I kissed her. Mom said I should have kissed her first. :::shrugs shoulders:::
Lily who is 8 months old. She is from Illinois.
Other than kissing the pig, it has been a normal day.
The Greyhound Who Thinks It Would Be Fun Living With A Pig