Wiggles flops when he walks, flops when he runs (kind of), and especially flops when he hugs — which he does a lot. With velvety ears, a wiggly tail, and legs that never seem to go quite the same direction, Wiggles is the definition of adorable chaos.
He used to live in a basket of blankets, where he napped more than most pigs and always somehow ended up in the softest spot. He doesn’t roll in real mud — just imaginary puddles made of giggles and cuddles.
Wiggles might not be graceful, but he’s loyal, huggable, and always ready to plop into your arms like he was made to be there.
