The Crofter has been busy - even if I haven't been reporting it. For a start he's been gazing at the book where he features regularly. He is impressed. But then, he is easily impressed. He's been feeding the coows - hence the hay. And making teeth. And - well, living.
The piglings are doing fine - all how ever many there are of them - growing almost as you watch them. How cute they look [at the moment]. Here's the youngest ones doing what they know best. Sleeping.
And yes, the sheeplets have started arriving - although the weather has been a tad cold so a couple of them have been warming their little bods by the Aga, basking in the sunshine coming through the window - and being bottle fed. Oh the life of luxury.