I look out my window whilst making supper, and I see the strangest sight... None of my lil porkers are eating. This is, honestly, like a non-occuring event. It's just doesn't happen. And they're just staring resolutely at their hay bales, with very intent expressions.
So, I go for a closer look because I see ONE out there, so it has to be okay.
And what do I see?
Reed was the only one brave enough to TRY to get close to it.
The rotten little bugger. I have no interest in feeding the local moose population. I'd be much happier if HE were feeding ME!