There is a documentary about pigs right now on TV. I hate my parents for giving mine to someone else after 2 years... I miss him. Thanks to SG I have one last pic with him, in my attachments.



I don't even know if he is still alive. I hate them I hate them I hate them for not understanding that being a pig doesn't mean being a stupid dirty pet. I think they were annoyed of how other people would judge that, as usual. That's also the reason why my mother chose my clothes as soon as we were outside together, that's why they don't know anything about me, and don't want to know. That's why I have to hide myself from my parents all the time. The opinion others could have of the family. Nothing too original or artistic in their stupid lives, that could make them feel so bad.

They don't understand they are the ones looking stupid. And that lots of people admire me for what I really am. For my values.


Fortunately there is my dog Beppo now. He is growing up so much. I will take new pics soon.