At some point, “my space” quietly becomes “our space,” and then eventually you’re just grateful they left you a corner.

At some point, “my space” quietly becomes “our space,” and then eventually you’re just grateful they left you a corner.
Romance is nice, but have you ever walked into the room carrying fruit? That’s the kind of devotion we’re talking about. #PigHumor #PigParents #CottonBranch
Experienced pig people know silence is not always peace. Sometimes it’s just the sound of a plan coming together.
Side effects may also include rearranging your entire life around tiny hoofed opinions and somehow being completely fine with it.