Stopped on the way to my friend's house to admire a field full of porkers and little piggies.
I'm spending the night at Debs, who lives in the far southwestern corner of the state, then we're meeting a couple of other gals and driving to Chicago early in the morning to see the the International Quilt Show. This is my first time and I'm really excited.
Is there anything cuter that a piglet? They just make me laugh with their silly antics. This bunch was very curious about me, in spite of Mama Hog's warnings and watchful eye, but jumped and squealed at my slightest move. Then immediately turned around and came back for another sniff. TGIS(pring)!