"I use the same powdered milk Pa uses for the baby calves," Freddy said.  

Freddy walked over to a shelf above two big wash tubs.   He took down a tablespoon and the bottle used for feeding baby animals.  

"It only takes two tablespoons of powdered milk. Then I fill up the bottle with warm water."  

Freddy handed the bottle to Emmy.  

"Here, shake it and mix up the powder and water."  

Emmy shook the bottle up and down and warm milk squirted out of the top of the nipple and splashed on her face.  

Freddy started laughing.   "Here," he said.   "You gotta fold the nipple over and hold it with your fingers.   Then you shake it back and forth."  

Emmy wiped the milk off her face with the sleeve of her shirt.  

Bossy brat! "Okay, okay.   I see how to do it now.   Let's go feed Fritz Zee or whatever his name is."  

"Schnickle Fritz!" Freddy shouted. "His name is Schnickle Fritz!"  

Emmy turned and walked back toward the pig's pen.   "Here we come Fritz Zee.   We got your breakfast."  

Freddy ran past her and turned around with both hands on his hips.  

"His name is SCHNICKLE FRITZ and don't be so noisy.   You'll scare him!"  

Emmy sashayed past Freddy, swinging her shoulders from side to side and walking on tip-toes.  

"Is this quiet enough?" she whispered.  

Sometimes you are such a brat. she thought.  

"Come here, Baby," Freddy cooed as he stuck the bottle through the slat on the pen.   The little pig started sucking on the nipple.  

"May I please try?" Emmy asked politely.  

Freddy handed her the bottle.   The baby pig was still attached to the other end.  

"Hold it tightly."  

For such a small pig, he sure was strong.   Emmy had to brace her feet and lean back a little.   She had to hold the bottle with both hands or the pig would have pulled it away.  

In a few minutes, the bottle was empty.  

"Wow, he sure gulped that down," said Emmy.  

"I know," Freddy laughed.   "He does that every time.   He is always hungry."  

Freddy took the bottle back to the milk house while Emmy bent over and scratched the little pig's head.   It kept trying to suck on her fingers.  

When Freddy came back, Emmy wiped her fingers on her shorts and stood up.  

"If we go away, Schnickle Fritz will lie down and take a nap," explained Freddy.