Pig smiles
One of the pigs mudded himself up in an almost exact half mud, half clean split. Brown/pink. The pigs are growing slowly but steadily. They are thick and strong enough now to be a little scary, and I don't go in their pen anymore. If I do I get enthusiastically leaned on and greeted with a vigorous head rub, which I'm afraid any day now will knock me over.
They're always into a good neck scratching or behind-the-ears rub, though.