Who Doesn't Like A Yard Pig

When I was young, I had dreams of owning a pig.  Pigs were my favorite animal, I collected pig figurines, and each year I'd put a pig on the top of my Christmas list, which of course my parents sensibly ignored.

So then when I was 25 I got myself a fine pug, since there was only one letter difference.  And all was well.

And now I have an Olde English Bulldogge and no pug, but I do have a front and back yard.  And what better to do with those yards then to fill them up with yard pigs?!

For mother's day this year I procured my first yard pig and he is now sitting happily by our bird bath:

One down, many more to go!