Husband Bought a Pig

It's true. Pounds and pounds of pig. I would have preferred this version:

I can't even handle how cute they are. Baby pigs in rain boots, baby pigs in tea cups, baby pigs swimming... you'd be astounded with the cuteness you can find on the Google when you simply search "baby pig." Truly astounding.

So, anyway... It's our freezer, not my heart that is full of pig. Husband is maybe as excited about the current content of our freezer as I would be to mother a baby version of all his dreams coming true.

I'm convinced Michael Blake is not going to have a father before we run out of pig. Well, mostly because this was husband's lunch yesterday:

No. I can't even...