Because if I don’t say it, most of y’all probably will by the end of this column: Louie is really making a pig out of himself. Every year, once the apples start dropping from the trees, both pigs visit the trees at least once a day to, well, pig out. But this year, Louie has practically camped out there; by the time I show my face roughly two hours after dawn, he’s already gobbling, and even when he takes a break he mostly just naps in place or very nearby. He eats so much I don’t even bother to make him dinner right now because he isn’t interested; by the time the sun is approaching the horizon he’s already snoozing in the stable. I’ve even seen him fall asleep while on his way somewhere; he just suddenly stops waddling and sinks to the ground, and within a few minutes he’s snoring. Loudly. Twice he’s managed to constipate himself, and let me tell you he does not like the taste of mineral oil (not that I blame him). Right now I start getting the giggles every time I need to interact with him; pigs are always comical creatures to me, but there’s something extra funny about a constipated, narcoleptic pig, as long as both are temporary conditions (as I assume they will be).
Archive for September 23rd, 2025
Diary #795
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