Crackling is only visiting on a temporary visa.
He has a date with our smoker in the next few days.
Not content with his designated sleeping quarters, he promptly made his way into the houseyard.
Which wouldn't have been so bad, only that I've been full-time sprinkling over the past few days, leaving the lawn in a lovely spongey state ...
just perfect for a little porcine digging.
Crackling has since been relocated
and is becoming acquainted with his nosy neighbours.