I've lost the faith. It's gone, lorst and gorn. Piggy is no longer the love of my life, the wonder of Pigginess and snortability. She lays contented in her housey looking for all the world like she hasn't a care at all - and still no piglettes.
The world is carrying on regardless as I make my way to and from the croft to see if we have little-ones. The Crofter has given a haircut to the last few sheeps that needed one, the land-rover is being mended and the veg is growing. Still.
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