I refuse to find them cute. The fact that they already stink helps me to stay disconnected from the little wriggly pink rodents. They don't have names now and they won't have names ever.
They will be yummy yummy in my tummy by December.
(Please save all of your food scraps for me.)
Here's their new pen. It is very likely too close to the house, the yard and the firepit.
They arrived in the box on the back of the truck on Saturday afternoon with pink markers down their backs. How fitting for the little Rube girls.
They stayed in this temporary pen for the day while B.Rube finished up the new pigpen.
And, happily moved into their new digs a while later.