I ran into this duo at a farm over the hill from our valley.
I couldn't help wondering if they'll gain any beauty from their leisurely summer mud bath on a hot, humid day.
P.S. My husband Bob says I should show more respect; these pigs probably have an inner beauty. Or personality...
Address comments to R.A.T. (Rose About Town) at randrmoore@gmail.com. I will post your comments unless you prefer that I don't. Profanity will be bleeped.
COMMENTS:
FROM ONE WHO WANTS TO POST HIS COMMENT AS "ANONYMOUS": "Why does this poor pig have a yellow steak in his behind. Is this pig the victim of a bacon-loving vampire? Does this pig know he's obese?"
R.A.T.'S REPLY: That's not a yellow steak; it's not a yellow stake either. It's something attached to the electric fence; which, by the way, I had to be very cautious about while snapping the photo.
As for the pig's obesity, I don't think that pig cares. That pig is not an L.A. pig. He is who he is. (Or she, whichever the case may be).
