Woman on an island, day 33

I nurse my wounds from yesterday's failed hunting expedition, a few scrapes but my ego took the most damage. I finish off my "feast" of roast sparrow. Let's get to work! I head on down and I start looking for suitable logs for my walls. I want to build it like an old time American log cabin. I start dragging a log back to camp when I look around....what do you want? It's the little black pig! and he's pushing the log I'm carrying! "Shoo! Get lost pig!" I say with a slight smile. He bounds off into the jungle quickly. I reach camp and I start lifting the logs skywards. I want to be done by the weekend and hopefully it doesn't rain before the time! Hard day's work ahead of me...