With the departing of pup Pepper, we now have an empty dog run. A small run, but a dog run, nonetheless. Jeff thought it would be fun to throw around the idea of raising a pig, in said empty dog run. I told him that would be a big negative, unless we could name the pig "Dinner".
Chase slobbered at the idea. His eyes grew wide. His drooling tongue fell out of his mouth. When he could finally get ahold of himself, he said,
"Yeah, let's get a pig! Then we can have homemade ribs!"
Yup, I knew it.
Homemade is always better.
December Brain Dump
3 years ago
6 comments:
hahahaha.......
I really am laughing!
Oh, I love it! We had pigs growing up, and they were crazy!
He might get too attached to Dinner to let it become dinner... heck, you all might!
LOVE IT
THAT is hillarious! Oh.. poor piggy piggy. :)
I can't believe how far behind I am on your blog! You've been busy! I always get on to check and get to one person's blog before Jack needs me.. ugh! You are very fun to read :)
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