a pig named Duckie...

Hi,

We have had a PBP for 13 years named Orville. He has always lived in our home. He is much smarter than our dogs, cleaner and very house broken. My wife bought him for me for Christmas in 1996 so he will be 14 years old on November 4, 2010. In all actuality he is her baby though. I came in the door in Mid December 1996 and here was this little black screaming thing (and I mean SCREAMING) in the kitchen and my wife was saying Merry Christmas!! I swear he didn't stop screaming for 2 days and wouldn't eat(we didn't have a clue). Finally I talked to friend who had pigs who said, "He's a pig, he will eat." I went to the feed store and bought a bag of pot bellied pig food for piglets and when I put it in front of him he went nuts. Hasn't stopped eating since. We have really watched his food throughout his life. He now gets porcine elder feed and all the grass and dandelions he wants all summer. He is about 80-90 pounds depending on the time of year, more in the summer with all the grass. He has never rooted up anything and stays out of the garden after being told "no" once. Also, he has never left the yard even though we don't have a fence. Very smart. He did lose part of an ear to a black bear that tried to drag him into the woods, but he laid a serious case of Woop A on the bear (a small bear) and thought he was a Bad A for quite a while after wards. He lives in the house, has his own bed in a corner in this computer room and we just love the heck out of him. Every ounce in a great while I wake up in bed to find this snout sticking out from under the covers and an 80 pound PBP snuggled up next to me. How he he sneaks into bed and gets under the covers without waking me or my wife we will never know. I say "good morning Orville" and he just gives a "grunt" in return. Two things though. If he is mad at you make sure none of your clothes are on the floor because he will shred them into mulch in short order. The second thing is if you live up north be prepared to push him out the door every day to do his business if there is snow on the ground, which means about 150 days or more here every year. He has been a pain from time to time, but he has also been a very good buddy for most of his life with us. He likes to snuggle and has never figured out the he is bristly. He and I still like to watch the movie "Babe" from time to time with a big bowl of popcorn. He talks a lot and has many different sounds for my wife, me , our dogs, the cat and the assortment of fowl we now have. I know he isn't going to be around for many more years and dread the day that he will pass. Would I have another one?...no, getting too old, but I am very glad to have experienced this guy for so many years. BTW..he was fixed when he was really young....wouldn't have an intact male ever. They can be nasty I've heard. We have had his tusks cut by the vet and we trim his hooves.
 

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