Inspiration

 Stuck for an idea for dinner the view from the kitchen window provided inspiration.

Lamb.

Its not all about sheep here today, but early doors phone call from supergrandma with the news that the lane to HQ was blocked by a corpse. A quick sally forth revealed the cause of traffic chaos on the dirt track was a very stiff ex sheep which for a change was not one of ours but a militia pie filling. No obvious sign of death but the sheep equivalent of the grim reaper had paid a call. In the same vein of, it not only happens to us, I swapped some piglets for a Cartoon Dog with a very experienced militia man a while back.

 These porkers lived the life of Riley with their own river, woodland and PA. Well these little piggies should have gone to the abattoir a few weeks ago but time passes and eventually two were booked in and the night before one was due to depart for the big sleep

this happened! 

Mum got a last minute reprieve.

Not so for Dad, hes now sausages. 

Is that sexist?