After dining on our delicious lunch at the Blue Hill Cafe, we headed down the road to play with the animals. I may almost be 30, but I can't say I was any less excited when we drove by the pigs as I would have when I was 4 years old. The one pig and I bonded, I named him Walter [though, he is technically a girl I found out later...] and he even let me pet his head!
I must say, these animals are obviously beyond happy and being treated very well. What a difference it really makes.