May 23rd, 2010

Chesapeake’s Garden

A year ago, prior to putting up a wooden privacy fence, we hired a small company to take down a dead tree, but not to haul it away.  Heavy as they were, the remains of that tree were not moved for some time.  It was like a funeral that never ended, a community of bereaved logs dressed as stumps paying [...]

I’ve already told you about the pigs’ inclination towards food, the blissful state of being it puts them in and of the great lengths that Finn will go to break into stock piles of it.  Well, they’re at it again.
The sheep food sat high up, stacked upon another feed bucket.  Both buckets sat meticulously in [...]

April 7th, 2010

Sweet Pig, Big Appetite

During the Cold War, there was this arms race.  The United States and the Soviet Union both wanted superpower status and they thought they could get it by each amassing more and more weapons.  Each country had to work to be a step ahead of the other lest the other overtake it in world dominance.
Living [...]

January 31st, 2010

Pig Olympics?

Although I find this to be very strange, it is kind of cute.  Check out the Pig Olympics from Russia.  Perhaps next year, I could enter Chesapeake and Finnemore.

Gwendolyn is a 20-year old potbellied pig that has been living peacefully with her owner, Pat Brown, since her youth.  That is, until Prince George’s County disrupted that peace.  When Brown first brought Gwendolyn to her home in Prince George’s County, Maryland, zoning laws were broad enough to protect a large variety of animals as [...]

The pigs had spent most of the morning outside playing, but when I returned home from the post office they were intently working on arranging their bed inside.  This involves shifting covers with their hooves, nuzzling them with their noses, and occasionally picking them up with their teeth.  But today, they never seemed to find [...]

December 8th, 2009

Potbelly Pigs are Life-Savers

I stumbled upon this quick story in my browsing:
Many people owe their lives to the tender protection and brave acts of other animals. Here is a simple story about one remarkable pig, there are many other stories just like this one. JoAnn Altsman had a heart attack and collapsed to the ground. Lulu, her daughter’s [...]

December 1st, 2009

My Pigs Overdosed on Chocolate

My pigs overdosed on chocolate.  They’re not supposed to have any, but some time in the evening hours yesterday one of them, most likely Finnemore, climbed the treacherous heights of the leather sofa, crossed the wooden plains of the side table, and pushed the forgotten pot of goodies from its stable perch on the edge [...]

November 12th, 2009

In the Mountains

Strangely enough, the air was warmer in the West Virginian mountains than it was in southern Maryland.  The sky was clear and the sun strong, two contributing factors to the glowing radiance of the dying leaves around us.  As the feeble, gray clunker hobbled ever upwards over cumbersome potholes, little grunts emerged from the backseat [...]

October 21st, 2009

Creature Comforts

Finnemore and Chesapeake commissioned a very talented seamstress (who also happens to be a very talented scientist) to design and craft a new bed for them. Filled with alpaca fiber and other luxurious materials, the new fluffy mattress is a vast improvement over the old one, which provided little cushion for pudgy pig behinds [...]