Bliss

The old saying as I recall it is, "As happy as a pig in.................you know what".



On our farm in Zimbabwe we once hand reared the runt of the litter that went by the name of Piggy Piggy. If we wanted her we would call out, "Piggy Piggy" and she would come running - so it became her name. She was totally house trained and slept in the kitchen with the dogs. It was one of those old houses with linoleum covered floors, that is until Piggy Piggy started "rooting" under it and reduced it to tatters.


One of her other foibles was the fact that Piggy Piggy thought she was a dog. She would often be seen running with our pack of three Rhodesian Ridgebacks. These dogs were very health conscious and never did their business around the house. They usually went for their morning constitutional in the bush about 500 metres from the house, with Piggy Piggy in tow.


She was also very affectionate and would come for her scratch, when the family gathered in the kitchen in the evenings.


Piggy Piggy never grew up to become bacon, but sadly she died when she was still quite young, from unknown causes.