In the park in Gernika, there were ducks and baby ducks.

OH HAI ducks…

Baby ducks…

It took Piglet a day or two to get used to the nomadic lifestyle. Pretty quickly she figured that the babyseat means that there’s some downtime coming up.

They see me rollin’, I be sleeping.

In Gernika, Piglet had a day of unruly hair.

All about the nature on this roadtrip.

Piglet is suspicious of trees for some inscrutable reason. Notice the frown.

Piglet is developing a real love for dogs.

She squeals with excitement when a dog comes by. She spots them miles off.

One day cows, the next day horses.

More specifically, pygmy ponies (over by the dental floss).

This one was a baby pygmy pony…

Piglet likes them too.