Life as the Sawday's office pig was good, but the countryside proper is luvverly (but don't tell Mum or anybody at Sawday's)...

I’ve never felt so comfy. I’ve got a whole corner of a lush green field at Kate's Farm all to meself with views. But the best thing, the most nicest thing a pig could have, is Kate. She knows just the sort of thing I like, where to scratch behind my ears, on my tummy and on the inside of my back leg and under my chin. Even better she knows I hate having to get up!

Kate comes to me, just like Mum used to do, and most times she brings me a treat too. Here’s a picture of her feeding me some carrots while I have a doze in the spring sunshine.