My Pig 1st paragraph

Far away the setting sun warmed the farm in a dusky pink glow as Freddy the pig settled in for the night. It had been a very long day. When Freddy was rolling around the mud, Mrs Smith the owner could see his rosy pink snout, that twitched as he sniffed the delicious vegetable pile. As Mrs Smith stared at Freddy, she saw that Freddy’s small eyes were sharp and inquisitive looking. When Mrs Smith was feeding Freddy she could see patches of coarse hair stuck out from his face in tufts. Staring out the window, Mrs Smith  could see that Freddy was nosy by nature, always wanting to know what was going around him.