Okay, now onto my snippet. Like usual it comes from the same YA manuscript, DWARFED, which I usually post from. It picks up where last week's dropped off. If you're new to my snippets and want to learn some more, I've compiled my snippets right here. For those of you who asked, the pigs pictured in last week's post were (are?) Fengjing pigs, who hail from the same region as Shar-pei dogs.
“You keep spreading the straw,” he says. “I’m going to go get some heat lamps.”
My thoughts wander as I continue shaking out one section after another until the floor disappears under a generous layer of straw. I would never admit it to anyone else, but I couldn’t help wondering what I’d just gotten myself into. Didn’t I already have enough things to worry about, wasn’t I already feeling emotionally drained, so what made me think that I was in anyway shape or form, capable of taking on the responsibility of a small pig. For all intents and purposes, I'm going to be a parent.