Augustine stands about 18″ (45 cm) tall
Augustine was born on an extremely cold, wet, windy night about 5 past 12 and immediately blown across the padlock through the fence and into the pig pen. Stuck in the mud and unsteady on her feet she was unable to make her way back to her clucking mother who ran around in worrying circles for a whole 5 minutes and didn’t lay another egg for a fortnight!
Augustine was nurtured by a small pink piglet for 3 days eating only slush until her roving father spotted her.
As you can imagine the confusion of these dramatic events in her early life has caused Augustine to become slightly erratic, rebellious and allergic to bacon – apart from that she is completely normal, has a happy life near the sea, although she never swims in water above her knees.