Huff, Puff and Snuff will need a house.

One that neither wolf nor westerly wind will be able to blow away.





So the Guthries did what we normally do:

Look up pig arks online.

Shudder at the price.

Decide to do it ourselves.

Spend nearly the same amount of cash on materials.

And then two full weekend days of labour building the thing.

Turns out pig arks are actually exceptionally excellent value.




But oh what a morally-enriching experience it was.


We roped in a spot of child labour – as is our wont.



And our own small selection of slaves tested out the accommodation.




I also managed to get the telehandler stuck in the mud shifting the thing to the pig pen.


But now the ark is ready.

The three little piggies’ arrival is scheduled for next weekend.