Lindsay Davenpig

Wheek, my name's Lindsay Davenpig
although my slaves call me Ling most of the time.



I told my senior slave that photo would be blurry. I told her she needed to move backwards as I moved forwards. But, no, slaves never listen. So a perfectly beautiful photo of me is spoiled.

I'm a lovely, intelligent lap piggy.
My slave found me and rescued me from the RSPCA. I can't remember how I got there. So I'm a piggy of uncertain age. And proud of it.
Look how shy I was when I first arrived. I loved to cuddle and hide (and poo) in my slave's bed. I still do.



My slave thought I was lonely so she got me a companion. She calls my companion Amelie Maurespig or sometimes just Ping. I call her...., no I won't tell you what I call her. It's too rude.



Well, alright she is cute (I don't know how the slave got that one blurry - the piggy wasn't even moving!). But she keeps getting bigger. And eating MY food. And sleeping in my special architecturally designed ice-cream container. She even gets in the way when I'm getting my daily chin massage (more of a poke really, but I like it) from one of the junior slaves



And now Ping is pregnant. No, it wasn't me! I'm a grrl and I'm spayed. I'm being really nice to her now. I hardly ever bite her, I gracefully vacate my ice-cream container when she needs to sleep, and I sleep in her little box (which used to house a teapot). I'm such a sweet piggy. Look at me sharing MY lettuce on MY slave's bed. I am so nice.



Poor Ping, of course, doesn't have the advantages that a really professional looking piggy (like me) has. She has an awful pointy nose, where mine is proudly rounded and Roman. Her ears are flattened against her head, where mine are all gorgeously floppy and dangly.



And now she has a rather unsightly bulge, which I do not have. Sometimes my slave tells me that I'm just one big bulge, but I know she's only joking. Here's a photo of me eating some grass that the junior slaves picked for me. I humour them sometimes - I prefer anything my slave has to pay for. And those are my food and water bowls. Aren't they nice? They're not very full are they?



Just one last small picture to show off my beautiful nose and ears, and shiny lilac coat.

Web Page Designed (under piggy direction) and Owned by The Senior Slave

Updated 26 November 2000