Monday, March 9, 2015

Meet My Buddy Wallace...



Mom loves pigs so when she and I met, one of the first things she bought me was a pig of my own.  We named him Wallace, and he and I became fast friends.  We play together all the time!  No matter how rough I play with him, he just giggles and giggles. 

Sometimes when he giggles a lot, Grandma says "I hate squeaky toys!" 

Wallace doesn't leave the house but he is with me almost all the time at home.

He waits for me in my bed...



He works out in the gym with Grandma and me.  He is terribly out of shape...



He waits for me by the door when I go outside to go potty...




He thought he would try to help me out with pad training.  I don't think he was doing it right...

 
 
I don't mind sharing Wallace.  I even let Liam play with him.  Liam thought that biting Wallace looked pretty fun so he gave it a try.  I'm not exactly sure, but I don't think he liked it.  He made some icky sounds and said "NASTY!"  He didn't want to put his tongue back in his mouth until Grandpa helped him wash it off.  Weird kid...
 
 
 
There was one time when I thought Wallace needed a drink...
 

 
 
He was a little stinky so I left him there to take a bath...


Sometimes he gets really stinky.  Mom and Grandma have each put him in the trash can.  Somehow he comes back all shiny, like he is new, and it is always after they've been to Walmart.  

How amazing is THAT?!?

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