As soon as their sisters (now known as Debbie Harry and Annie Lennox) were out of the door, the boys settled down to breakfast. And this is what they do - all cram their noses into one bowl! It's not a matter of being polite - leaving the girls' bowl alone (in case they come back?).
We've experimented: how many bowls are needed for how many pigs? The smaller they are the fewer they need. Used to squabbling for teats from Day One they instinctively feel that wherever anyone else is eating is the place to be. When one bowl's getting empty, one of the chaps will rush off to the other bowl and then everyone will follow. Till it's empty. Then they'll all rush back to the other one again to check it's empty, and then back to the other one again -- and so 
on and so forth until they are absolutely sure every last crumb has gone!
And then they'll check once more!
As they get older, leaders emerge who get to have a bowl to themselves; beware the pig who tries to get his or her snout in! And the others will scrabble and share the remaining bowl or bowls but the same rushing to and fro, checking and double-checking will continue.
Boars and sows do it too: Samson or Mangal will take first bite from the first bowl or pile to go down, the sow will take the second: then Samson or Mangal will dash to the sow's bowl and she has to leave: and then he'll go back and pinch anything that's left from hers (which was his) and so on. Never a hint of a morsel remains.
Except in Samson's case when it comes to cauliflowers (they being the in veg. at the moment): he's not too fond of them but Precious loves them.
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