Silence. No pig
noises in the background while on my conference calls for work. No squealing as I walk across the
garage. No late night cage changing when
I’m already exhausted from managing my two small children all day. No pig-shaming. Yes, that is right, Bacon was evicted from
the shop and has gone to live with his cousins.
It was so cold, Matt had to put the cage in the cab of the
truck when he drove him back to his parents’ house where the pigs are all
currently living. Of course they hadn’t
even left the garage and Bacon left a present for Matt in the cage. Despite its removal before they hit the road,
they were less than 5 minutes into their drive and Bacon backed his butt up to
the cage wall near Matt and delivered 2 more small presents right into the
crack of the driver seat and console. I
was laughing when I got that angry call.
Surprisingly, Bacon was much smaller than his cousins who
were 3 weeks younger than him. I guess
that just goes to show how good mama’s milk really is! A week has passed and he is fully settled in
and accepted. His annoying habits have
even rubbed off on another piglet; they both stand at your feet and squeal to
be fed.
I don’t see myself bringing home more piglets any time
soon. Perhaps we can reevaluate that
when our children are older and they can take care of them.
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