Many of you know we bought a pig. For the many of you who did not know, we bought a pig. His name is Winston, though he has many, less friendly, nick names (Beans, Bacon, Pig, Hamlet).We got him because Bee was really pressing me to get a dog. She knows I am not a dog person, sure I will pet and play with other people's dogs and have on occasion watched dogs for people while they are away but I am not interested in owning a dog.
She goes through phases of wanting a pet...usually it is a few months after we finally get rid of a pet that she can't stand when she starts wanting another one. This time she was really excited about getting a mini pig; and sure enough, she was already done with Winston after only having him for a month or two. It is more than likely do to the fact that we did not take the time to properly train him after we got him.
He is a pretty good pig though, at least, he is now. Before he was neutered he did his thing all over the place...with everything he could find; worse than a dog- and it was absolutely offensive to the nose! Anyway, he is much better now and is getting big. We have had him almost a year now and he is probably close to 40 pounds. The last time we weighed him was about two months ago and he weighed 31 pounds. It is funny because we were looking through some old pictures of Lil' Bud the other day and saw one with him and Winston and he was such a tiny little pig in the picture. I forgot how small he was when we first got him.
I have enjoyed having him around but Bee still can't stand him. I am not sure why. He is practically self sustained. He has a small house in the back yard (I converted the chicken house into a pig house), he eats grass all day from the yard, and all I have to do is fill up his water bucket once in a while and clean up his poop. He really isn't a bad pet. We can leave for weeks at a time without worrying about him. He follows Lil' Bud around the yard. He will never roam too far from home and he can always be found in his little house at night. He most always comes when I call if he is in earshot. My favorite is seeing him run up to the fence when he sees my truck pull into the driveway after work.
He loves scratches on the belly and behind the ears. Bee wants to turn him into bacon but I don't think he will ever get big enough for that.



































