Miss Piggy

So, two weeks ago...on Sunday, March 10th...I took the girls out to entertain for the early St. Patrick's Day festivities.  We went up to perform at the Irish Play in Pembroke and then stopped on the way home at the Douglas Tavern...the "Diddley".  It was a day for the kids to take the stage at the tavern....and there were nearly 40 of them.  They fiddled and step danced and sang...it was just amazing.
 

While we were away that day, Terry took the boys for a Sunday drive to check out some cattle that were for sale down the road.  They looked at the cattle....at least I think they did....but all they could talk about when we all arrived back home was a pig.

They couldn't stop talking about the pig.

She is a mama pig and she is due to have piglets.

And she was for sale.

Now, I don't know much about pigs.  I know that when they have their babies, they sometimes sit on them or eat them.  And when the piglets are born you have to do something with their teeth...cut them out or something.

It was just all too much for me.  I said that I just couldn't handle a mama pig.

We've had pigs here before...they were just weaners.  You just have to feed and fatten them and then send them off to the butchers.  I can handle that.

But they couldn't stop talking about the pig.

Then Terry said that it would be fine.  They had pigs when he was growing up....he could handle the pig.

FINE.  I said. Get the pig.

She arrived yesterday.  Pearl and Nora were on the welcoming committee.

She is really big....enormous in fact.  Her ears and her snout are huge too.

She sort of makes me nervous. 

But her eyes look gentle.  Her name is 'Miss Piggy'....but I really don't think she knows her name.  She is three years old....Lydia said, "Same as me!"

She grunts a lot....but I guess that's what pigs do.

Brenda