[Falling backwards hadn't hurt as much as it had been surprising and had briefly knocked the wind out of her. But she still shakes her head, letting him help her up and dusting herself off even while she's pointing her free hand at the still-unnamed piglet.]
Mister Pig, mean! [Also who is going to be in charge of cleaning up after this???]
And Anya never learned about a "foodamid".
[She goes to a rich people school, food pyramids are for in-house nutritionists.]
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Mister Pig, mean! [Also who is going to be in charge of cleaning up after this???]
And Anya never learned about a "foodamid".
[She goes to a rich people school, food pyramids are for in-house nutritionists.]