We Got a Pig

Sleepy Piggy

Sleepy Piggy

When my kids were little I read them books about a pet pig, Mercy Watson. Never, while reading those books, did I dream that I would one day have a pig.

Last week I was at the feed store. On the way out I heard a man tell the folks at the counter that he had found a pig in a field. Could they take him and find the pig a home?

I need a home.

"I need a home."

As I put my purchases in my van, I saw a bunch of people gathering around the man’s truck. I couldn’t resist going over to see what all the commotion was about. Several people were looking in the back of the man’s truck at this little pig, who was in a little cage.

One of the ladies was talking about how smart pigs are and how you can train them to do things. She said they’d follow you around like a dog. The pig kept coming up to the wire on the cage and touching it’s nose to the visitors hands. One by one each of the pig’s admirers gave a reason why he couldn’t take the pig.

“I was just changing out an air conditioner, and there was this pig all by itself in this field. Guy didn’t know anything about it. I’ve got chickens but I don’t have room for a pig. I couldn’t just leave him there,” said the man who had found him.

“If I wasn’t going out of town…” one lady said.

“If I had a pen…” another person said.

About that time the lady from the feed store came outside and said that the owner said they couldn’t keep the pig there.

My mind was going 100 miles per hour. A pig. What in the world would I do with a pig? My vegetarian children would certainly not let us eat him. But he sure was cute, and something told me I had to have that pig.

“I don’t have my truck. I don’t know how I’d get him home,” I began.

I wont take up much room.

"I won't take up much room."

“Well you can have this here pen,” said the man who had the pig in the back of his truck.

“Okay, let’s see if it fits.”

Sure enough, we found a way to get the pig into the van.

During all of this my mother texted me and asked me what I was doing.

Imagine her surprise when texted back, “Getting a pig.”

I was so hungry my sides were all sunken in!

"I was so hungry my sides were all sunken in!"

Back at home, I set up a pen for the pig and fed and watered her. When the kids got home and saw her, they were thrilled. Even my teenager thought the pig was wonderful. They figured out it was a girl and named her “Petunia”.

A popular addition to the family

A popular addition to the family

Life with pig is more funny and exciting than I ever could have imagined. She gets out of her pen constantly now. (Gotta build her a permanent one.) And she and my dog Sebastian have become fast friends. I will have to take pictures of that.

I think I could get used to this place.

"I think I could get used to this place."

Have you ever raised pigs? Or had a pig as a pet? I’ve ordered a book on raising pigs, but I would love for you to leave me a comment with any advice you may have. This pig will be a pet so I’ll skip the stuff on slaughter. She’s so attached to the dog and kids… Please Lord give me the strength to keep her an “outside pig.”

Alpacas On CBS Sunday Morning

Click here to watch a wonderful video about raising alpacas from CBS Sunday Morning. I watch this show every week, and boy was I surprised to see alpacas cropping up on it. The story is warm, cute, and friendly. Just like alpacas.

We have been offering an Alpacas 101 class (like they show in the video) several times a year for the past ten years. If you’d like us to let you know about our next class, sign up for our newsletter in the top right corner of this page. You can also watch for it on our events page.

I loved the part where Mo Rocca say you always remember your first herdsire. Leave a comment below and tell us what was your favorite part of this video.

Going to the Confessional

Cute Critters are in 3D

On the way into the soccer fields last night, this darling little child says to me, “Mom, I want some food. Can we please go to the Confession Stand?”

Yes. She wants to go to the Confession Stand.

One green, one blue, and two red snow cones, two blue power-aids, one bottle of water, and one diet coke later, I make it out of the there.

I’m out 12 bucks. But as I try to balance 4 drinks, a fold-up chair, and my purse, I think to myself, “That was the easiest trip I’ve ever made to the Confessional.”