“Hey, two piggies.”
I looked for the voice owner, but I didn’t find them.
“What’s the matter?” My friend said.
“Someone called us two piggies,” I told.
“Then?”
“Aren’t you angry?”
“Why? They are correct. We are pig.”
“Oh, I forgot. My bad memory.”
“Hey, two piggies.”
I looked for the voice owner, but I didn’t find them.
“What’s the matter?” My friend said.
“Someone called us two piggies,” I told.
“Then?”
“Aren’t you angry?”
“Why? They are correct. We are pig.”
“Oh, I forgot. My bad memory.”
“Hey piggie, let’s go swim,” duck said.
“No. I’m hungry,” I said.
“Where I am going to swim, there is a lot of food nearby.”
“Let go.”
“Who said pig and cow could not be friends?” I said.
“No one says it,” they said.
“Oh, I was wrong. My bad. Sorry.”
“Hey buddy.”
I turned my face and saw two creatures hanging on my fence.
“Who are you?” I said.
“We are your neighbor,” they said.
“Oh, nice to meet you,” I said. “Welcome to Happy Village.”
The sun stood up high.
It was time to find food.
Should I go to the front yard or back yard?
Ah huh, I could go anywhere because it was inside my gate.
I am the happiest pig in the world.
Um, so warm.
I like sleeping in my nest.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Who’s that?” I said.
“Me, your friend,” a voice from outside.
“I’m sleeping. Don’t bother me.”
Then I continued sleeping.
“Pig, where do you come from?” Robert asked. “I went to the market to buy this box,” I said and showed him. “What is it?” “It’s a foam conta...