Interesting

Nov
8


Came home from picking up Morgan from the school bus and….there was the pig. You know, rooting around in the field. Just, freely. Mr. Free.


I stared. Rolled down the car window. Stared some more.

Morgan: “What should we do about that?”

I have to hand it to her. At least she asked the question.

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Posted by Suzanne McMinn on November 8, 2011  

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  1. 11-8
    5:33
    pm

    Just stopping by or is he planning on staying for dinner? or maybe being dinner!

  2. 11-8
    5:45
    pm

    Is he a visiting pig, or one of yours that escaped? (Sorry but I don’t know yours by sight.) Maybe he’s a roaring pig going from farm to farm. Maybe he’s heard that there are cookies at this farm. Maybe he spotted you from afar and now has a mad crush of unrequited love that has been burning in his secret heart. (See I do read romance novels!)

  3. 11-8
    5:48
    pm

    It’s our pig……..

  4. 11-8
    5:51
    pm

    It took me, my eight year old daughter and my
    mom (in a house coat and slippers) 4 HOURS to get my pigs back in….at least it not just you….. :happyflower:

  5. 11-8
    6:12
    pm

    I am such a masochist I can’t WAIT to find out the answer…

  6. 11-8
    7:43
    pm

    I lost track of the pig.Is he supposed to be somewhere else??How did he get “free?”

  7. 11-8
    7:51
    pm

    I think the pig is looking for a new home..It has that glint in it’s eye I think it may be safer. Oh well who knows what a pig thinks???????

  8. 11-8
    8:45
    pm

    He lost his best chance to make a getaway.

    I’m beginning to understand why farmers and ranchers seem to spend so much time repairing fences.

  9. 11-8
    10:22
    pm

    Bacon anyone? ;)

  10. 11-8
    10:44
    pm

    My uncle used to raise pigs. When they were very little we would dress the piglets like babies and feed them from bottles and push them in a carriage. But baby piglets grow fast and learn to escape the carriage, and frankly, they bite. However, no matter how old they got, they could always be led where you wanted them…..WITH A BABY BOTTLE! When he wanted to move them from one section to another, he would toss in a glass bottle of milk with a rubber nipple on it (kind of like you would use with a baby goat I guess). Never failed. I don’t suppose you spent any time carrying that good looking pig around like a baby, did you?

  11. 11-8
    11:25
    pm

    I think the pig really really wants to make a road trip…You know, Thanksgiving is all about the ham!

  12. 11-9
    7:20
    am

    I don’t know if this will help or not, but my husband said they use to run a strand of barb wire on the ground around the pig pens. Helps keep them from pushing the fence up. Then another at the top of the hog wire.

  13. 11-9
    11:30
    am

    Lay out a trail of cookies for Mr. Free to follow back into his pen.

  14. 11-9
    11:45
    am

    This is could be the start of of a whole new blog…Pigs in the field lol

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