I'm out and about a lot, covering different events throughout the county and lately, I've been asked by several people about my pigs.
"How are the pigs doing," they ask.
I find myself answering their question first in my head because I was always taught to think before you speak. Then, I redact most of what I thought and end up saying, "Oh, they're good but they're a handful!"
You see, my two little pigs are most definitely a handful.
But truthfully, they are so much more.
Truthfully, they are a pain in the butt!
You see videos all the time about cute, little piggies running around, snorting, jumping in water and you find yourself smiling. Sure, I used to do that too!
But now, now I know the truth! Those piggies are rare because mine don't do those things!
They don't jump in swimming pools and bounce around. They jump in mud and roll until they are dirty and smelly. They eat mud too.
My pigs don't run around the house sliding around all playful and cute and innocent. My pigs sneak around the house, flipping over chairs, eating everything in their path, including my toes if they happen to be in their way.
And walking on a leash? That ain't happening. Not with my stubborn girls. You won't see me walking in Downtown Nashville with my cute little pigs on a leash.
I have the most patient loving dog in the world. She has tolerated us bringing home cats, chickens, goats and of course, three little boys who think she's a horse. But my pigs even drive her crazy. They have stolen her bed and stolen her food and she's just not having it.
Allen blames me.
He said by naming my pigs Lucy and Ethel, I set myself up for having mischievous pigs.
Maybe he's right.
All I know is I am definitely in way over my head.
So how's the pigs doing?
I'd say in their eyes, they're doing great! They have a pretty good life. But they are definitely driving their family just a little bit crazy, in pure Lucy and Ethel fashion!