First of all, I want to thank my loyal readers. I've been sporadic at best, yet I know that my fan base seems to have remained true, based on the commentary, anonymous or otherwise (I'm looking at YOU mom). Anyway, when in doubt, an update on the Big-O is always good fodder.
So, over a year into the pig gig now, and we continue to learn a few things. For example, did you know that a pig could be uppity? You didn't, did you? Uppity, stubborn, chickens*it, aloof, loving, curious, and flippant? I didn't either.
Actually, all in all, Orville's being a good boy (he's LITERALLY trying to eat today's mail as I just typed that). The newest wrinkle is that we've recently found a nice little park for him. It's nice. It's about a 5-10 minute walk each way, depending on his mood, and it's gotten him some "social" interaction with other people and dogs. Actually, I have to reiterate that before we even get to the park, Orville is a local celebrity. I know every parent thinks that about their "child," but honest to God, Orville stops traffic. And I swear, there is an endless supply of old Russians that are just smitten with him. The other day, two older gals were out for an evening promenade of their own, and when they saw Orville's jowls jiggling up the block, they stopped dead in their tracks like they'd just gotten a face to face with the Pope. "BEA-YOOOOUUUUUTIFUL!. BEA-YOOOOOUUUUUUTIFUL BOY!" Like he's an angel.
Anyway, to give you perspective, the park to Orville, is like if you got an all you can eat pass to your favorite 4-star restaurant. To him, it's a smorgasbord. A buffet without the sneeze guard. He can eat 'til his heart's content. It's also socializing him to other dogs. Well, it's socializing THEM, to him, but he could care less. They sniff him, poke him, tenederize him, eyeball him, and so long as it doesn't interrupt his chewing rhythm, he's cool with it. So far, only one dog spooked him. So much so that O busted a move like I've never seen before. He was like, "F this! The pig that opts to run away, comes back to gorge another day. Let's get the hell outta here!" So we did. And he will.
So, over a year into the pig gig now, and we continue to learn a few things. For example, did you know that a pig could be uppity? You didn't, did you? Uppity, stubborn, chickens*it, aloof, loving, curious, and flippant? I didn't either.
Actually, all in all, Orville's being a good boy (he's LITERALLY trying to eat today's mail as I just typed that). The newest wrinkle is that we've recently found a nice little park for him. It's nice. It's about a 5-10 minute walk each way, depending on his mood, and it's gotten him some "social" interaction with other people and dogs. Actually, I have to reiterate that before we even get to the park, Orville is a local celebrity. I know every parent thinks that about their "child," but honest to God, Orville stops traffic. And I swear, there is an endless supply of old Russians that are just smitten with him. The other day, two older gals were out for an evening promenade of their own, and when they saw Orville's jowls jiggling up the block, they stopped dead in their tracks like they'd just gotten a face to face with the Pope. "BEA-YOOOOUUUUUTIFUL!. BEA-YOOOOOUUUUUUTIFUL BOY!" Like he's an angel.
Anyway, to give you perspective, the park to Orville, is like if you got an all you can eat pass to your favorite 4-star restaurant. To him, it's a smorgasbord. A buffet without the sneeze guard. He can eat 'til his heart's content. It's also socializing him to other dogs. Well, it's socializing THEM, to him, but he could care less. They sniff him, poke him, tenederize him, eyeball him, and so long as it doesn't interrupt his chewing rhythm, he's cool with it. So far, only one dog spooked him. So much so that O busted a move like I've never seen before. He was like, "F this! The pig that opts to run away, comes back to gorge another day. Let's get the hell outta here!" So we did. And he will.
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great pic of the Big O. Surprised he stopped eating long enough for you to get it!
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