On Tue, 10 Jan 2006 11:28:33 -0500, "Eisboch" wrote:

Pet Pig ????!!!!

Eisboch


Yeah. We got him as a frostbitten, tiny piglet. We raised him in the house,
feeding him from a bottle until he got old enough to eat on his own. He was
a great pet, would jump on the couch, sit in my lap, beg to be petted, just
like a dog.

However, they grow up and get heavy. When it jumped on the couch and put
its hoof through the cushion, it got banned from the couch. Once it hit
about 250lbs, it didn't fit on my lap anymore. It went to the butcher shop,
Neither my mother nor my younger brothers would eat bacon unless they saw
it come out of the store package!

Did you see Porky's picture? Cute little guy, huh?

--
John H.

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