22 June 2008

Bliss #2 - Meet Piggy Piggy

When I posted yesterday's picture it was going to be a stand alone, no comment picture, but then I remembered Piggy Piggy. I have since found this photo (taken in the early 1970's) in one of my old photo albums - probably the only picture of her.

Her place in the kitchen was in the corner next to the old aga anthracite stove. I had forgotten that mother had even given her her own blanket. I also see that the linoleun was still in tact in her corner.
All I can say from this picture is that having "pigs in the parlour" is not romantic. When I think of it now, I can not imagine mother having a pig in the kitchen of her gracious Knysna home, in the later years of her life. If she were still alive she would be mortified by her son's revelations, because she was such a fanatical home maker - but it was a different life and a different world back then.

If you look carefully in the bottom right hand corner you will see the edge of the dog's basket and back of one of the ridgebacks. There was only one basket and it was always a race at night to see who would get it first. When they were fed at night the three would wolf their food down, as fast as they could and the winner would then make a dash for the basket, dive in and make himself comfortable and then not move for the rest of the night, if he could manage it.

When two of them finished their food simultaneously the the race was even more spectacular and a source of great amusement for the family.

If the winner climbed out of the basket one of the others would leap into it in the blink of an eye and make himself comfortable.


dot said...

That is so funny! I can just picture the pig and the dogs racing for the basket.

Max-e said...

Dot Piggy Piggy was usually quite content with her lot, as long as she had her blanket

Michele (Rocky Mtn.Girl) said...

Heh... I would love to have been present during the basket challenges... that poor little basket must've groaned each night supper was scooped out into the bowls! Great story!

Rose said...

Good story...of all the farm animals we had I never tried to be friends with the pigs cause they were to be butchered. But every cow and calf on the place always had a name.

TSannie said...

My two dogs (now just one - the other is in foster care with a dear friend) would have simply fought to the death. Wonderful story.

Old Wom Tigley said...

I have really enjoyed reading about the piggy and his friends... childhood memories are worth more than gold..


The Three Little Pigs

Three Little Pigs went out to dinner one night.
The waiter came and took their drink order.
"I would like a Sprite," said the first little piggy.
"I would like a Coke," said the second little piggy.
"I want beer, lots and lots of beer," said the third little piggy.

The drinks were brought out and the waiter took their orders for dinner.
"I want a nice big steak," said the first piggy.
"I want the salad plate," said the second piggy.
"I want beer, lots and lots of beer," said the third little piggy.

The meals were brought out and a while later, the waiter approached the table and asked if the piggies would like any dessert.
"I want a banana split," said the first piggy.
"I want a root beer float," said the second piggy.
"I want beer, lots and lots of beer," exclaimed the third little piggy.
"Pardon me for asking," said the waiter to the third little piggy, "but why have you only ordered beer all evening?"

The third piggy says -
"Well, somebody has to go 'Wee, wee, wee, all the way home!"

LiD said...

What a lucky piggy. It is gorgeous to think of her hanging out with your dogs. Pigs are intelligent. Did you ever happen to see a movie called Babe? It is an Australian movie about a heroic little pig who wants to be a sheepdog. Your story made me think of that film.

Roland Hulme said...

How odd! I just finished talking to my parents about a friend of theirs they visited to has a 'house pig' and then I see this on your blog!

Piggy Piggy looks adorable. Instead of a pig who thinks he's a dog, I had a dog who thought he was a pig - Piglet. He still lives with his harem at my parent's place.

Love your blog!

Anna said...

Oh that is cute, lol. Anna :)