“YOUR PIGS ARE OUT!” was exactly what this homeschool mom wanted to hear on a frigid February morning last week with the cowboy working the store instead the farm…..
“LET’S GO BOYS..” was the rally when a reassuring hand flew into the air followed by, “Don’t worry mom. Me and daddy fooled with this yesterday- I know just what to do.” Johnny quick..- little “Jack” was out the door & saddled on the four wheeler –
The little rascal and I jumped in the car, headed down the drive in search of roadside pig tracks…No sign of them until we pulled into grandmomma’s drive..#yikes
Signs of feverous rooting e.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e
“THEY’RE DOWN HERE!” was the echo from the woods
Quick like a cat (except not really because I’m not quick like that.. more turtle-ish really..especially in February but annyyways)
I scurried past the frustrated grandmomma towards little “Jack’s” voice..
“Jack”,ever-so calm and cool (just like his daddy) walked the misplaced pigs from the yard to the wrong pen to the right pen…while the little rascal worked diligently-stomping the soft plugs of uprooted turf back into place….
With the restoration of grandmomma’s yard, the pigs escorted back to the barn lot, the rascals and I returned home to finish their schoolwork –just in time to receive the afternoon call…
“YOUR PIGS ARE OUT!”
happy Monday y’all
Hope is was a good one
TRIVIA QUESTION: pig or hog? is there a difference?