Bid For FreedomThe temperature dropped dramatically overnight. By the time Ginger and Tammy woke it was an extremely cold morning and most of the others were up and about. Being creatures of habit, the first thing the two pigs did was move over to the main doors and peer out through the gap down the side, to check for any activity around the farmhouse. Outside, everywhere was covered in a fine film of white frost which reflected and glistened.
‘Lights are on at the farm so food should be here soon,’ said Tammy.
‘I notice all the swill that was left in the trough last night has gone,’ Ginger remarked.
As he spoke Bomber came over. ‘How did you sleep?’ he asked.
‘Very well. How about you?’ Tammy replied.
‘On and off. One or two of the others had an unsettled night and kept disturbin
