Piglets at the farm

I always want to call them Rodney, Trigger and Raquelle, but really only one of them is called Rodney and I forgot to ask what the others are called. They are settling in well to the farm and love potatoes. Yesterday they exploited their freedom and set off right to the other side of the farm, probably following either Chris' or my trail from walking the farm every week. Apparently it was just a case of following their trail of dug up ground to track them down and bring them back. Anyway, they are smashing.