Spring is icumen in! Loud chomp piggu!

Yeah, it's been a bit warmer, and the days are longer, but the surest sign that spring will really happen is that a certain pig-like creature in my house has been flinging herself at windows and screen doors with abandon in an effort to get out and nosh on the greening grass:

Also, Picci and Margot (aka endocrinologist Dr Margot Smallski) got into a scrap last night in front of company that left us looking like the worst parents EVER. Settle down, fools!