Tonight the gang and I watched Mel and Sydney's owl box and they
were all kissyFace and beaking and grooming each other and it made
me wonder whether I will ever find my own true love, as they have?
Usually, all I care about is food, running about, chasing Raj out
of my Pigloo, tumping over the food bowl, drinking the water bottle
dry, and whistling a shrill, loud soprano squeal in my unmistakable
voice...but watching those two love-birds tonight made me start to
question my life: am I missing out on something?
{EDITOR: "NO!"}
Aww, O.K. SO, CAN A PIGGIE GET SOME HAY FOR BEDTIME ALREADY?
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