IF you are sitting at home on a lazy Sunday afternoon and you hear your husband yell "bring your camera and come outside without the dog." Thinking you are going to see a snake, but the sight of this greets you at the end of your driveway; your well maintained, neighborhood driveway, you might be a redneck.Yes, pigs. Digging in my flowers around the mailbox. But do they stop there? No, they think they're invited to dinner:
Whatcha grillin, big boy?
Don't they realize they've stepped into a swine death camp?
Seriously. My husband has two giant pig cookers on wheels. They should be warned.
But did you see the size of those porkers? 300+ pounds I don't think they would even fit on the grill.
Notice how small our "big" dog looks compared to them.
It's never a dull moment here at the NEM casa. Nothing like starting the week off with a bang or an oink.
**No animals were hurt for the production of this blog. Or for our dining pleasure. We called the neighbor/farmer to come collect his hogs and to thank him for some good blog fodder.
Enjoy your day!