But there was no Rosie.
No problem, I ventured out to the new barn addition, which Rosie often meanders to for sun naps.
But still, I did not see Rosie.
This pig can not just vanish. While my other pigs could easily break out of this barn, Rosie is a delicate wildflower incapable of such normal pig behavior.
I looked under hay that had been left on the floor. No Rosie.
I turned, and there she was, a Sleeping Beauty like no other. She had ventured to another part of the barn, an area that had recently been filled with hay, but last weekend we created a semi loft to get more hay off the pallets, and better moving room for woman and animal.
It was the sweetest image-I took these photos. She did not even wake up, she slept through my three minutes of bewilderment. I sat with her for a spell, she hardly let out a grumpf.
Oh! Rosie!
