I got a call on Monday while I was working out of town and my wife was camping. It was a friend of mine who said that his brother just drove by my house and saw my black and white pig running down the road. My first reaction was to tell him to shoot it, but he asked if anyone was around that could get it in and I told him I would call my parents and find out if they would go try to put it up. By the way, they have almost no experience in handling livestock and live in the next town. In the meantime, I got a call back from my friend and he told me that three of my neighbors, his brother, and the kid that we hired to feed the animals (I have no idea how they found out who he was) all got together, caught the pig and fixed the fence. I guess I owe a lot of people free eggs. I am glad for great neighbors and friends, but really embarrassed the pig got out in the first place. I don't think we'll be raising another pig. I'll stick to butcher hogs from now on.