Monday, April 18, 2016

O is for oink, hiccup... Snore...

Grandpa used to raise pigs.  I wasn't allowed anywhere NEAR said pigs, as Grandpa was afraid that they would knock me down, or hurt me.  I liked to watch when he fed them, though, I always thought the wiggly noses looked amazingly funny.

Grandpa would also make beer and wine.

One time, he'd made a huge batch of the stuff, and it had been raining.

A lot.

We'd come over to visit, and Grandpa was feeding the mash to the hogs.  One big, aggressive male ate most of it.  Grandpa didn't think too much of it at the time...

Well, a bit later, he went to check on things out in the back, and came in hollering for Daddy to help him.

That great big hog was drunk.  So drunk he couldn't stand, and kept falling into the now soupy muck, and trying to sleep.  The wiggly nose was barely quivering.

Dad and Grandpa tried to roll the hog, lift the hog, several different things, that silly hog was just blissfully blasted, I think you could have set a firecracker off in his left ear, and he might have yawned...  So, Grandpa got a board, and between his lifting, and Daddy shoving the board, they managed to make a high spot under the pig's chin so he wouldn't drown.

A pig's snore is actually quite loud!

Grandpa was admonished to feed the mash in much smaller quantities to the pigs, after that.

4 comments:

  1. That's a funny story, I can see it! Wonderful having those memories, isn't it?

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  2. Heeheehee! Yep, critters can get drunk, and not much you can do with them when they are.

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  3. I think there was a time when I drank too much and received the "board" treatment so I wouldn't drown. Of course I wasn't in mud at the time.

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  4. Poor drunk piggy...good think he had people looking out for him.

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