tiny bacons?

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Free is not your right to choose, It's answering what's asked of you, To give the love you find until it's gone.

I want two. I'm going to name one Sausage and the other Bacon.

Or Kosher and Deli.

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Ain't it like most people, I'm no different, we love to talk on things we don't know about.

I want one. or two.

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Meanwhile, there's Scott's voice, one of the most emotionally naked in any genre, merging with Seth's more guarded intimacy to sound like angels arm wrestling and tears drying on a cheek

pretty cute until you get to the all grown up pic. it's still a big pig!

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Burn the questions. Burn the shame.

GAH! I love those little pigs! 1000% cute!

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~Megan

"Free is not your right to choose, it's answering what's asked of you, to give the love you find until it's gone."

great. now all I can think about is a ham sandwich with a side of bacon. mmmmm!
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Niccce, pcgil.
However, I don't think one of thee critters could even produce enough bacon bits for my salad.

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aren't they precious!

many, many years ago i had a pot-bellied pig named Reuben! he was the cutest thing, i think i spent $25 on him...went and picked him out and everything. he was mostly black with the white spot btwn the eyes and the white and pink feet. the girl told me that piglets almost bond instantly w/ the first person they are w/ away from their momma and she wasn't kidding. i had originally bought him for my boyfriend at the time, but that 30 min ride home sealed the deal for Reuben...i indeed was his momma. he followed me everywhere. i had one of those old timey '70's waterbeds at the time and every morning i would wake up; Reuben was always laying right beside me, UNDER the covers. he became so well known in my condo neighboorhood...that kids would come knock on my door and ask if 'reuben can come play'. when reuben and i would walk to my mailbox (i w/ cup of dog kibble in hand to shake if he started to wander) adults riding their bikes would see us and say "HI REUBEN!!" and give him a friendly wave.
i did end up giving him to a gal i worked with, who already had a female pig at home. he started getting a little detructive in my small condo...he just needed a bit more room. oh yeah...they also eat ANYTHING! one time he was chomping away and i said 'Reuben, what do you have?' he spit out a penny. another time he ate....how shall i say...some of my mary jane. i came home to a pig that was laid out on his side , being so still that i thought he had an upset stomach or something. then he would spring up on all fours (complete w/ a grunt), run the length of the dining/living area and only stop when he hit the wall, then he would turn & come back to do some figure 8's around the coffee table and then collapse back on to his side for a minute and start the whole thing over. like a broken record.
the only way i figured out what was going on is when i went to 'partake' and my stuff was gone. then i saw the torn bag across the room on the floor, half it's contents missing, etc. he ended up being fine...and i, lesson learned!

they make GREAT pets and i would absolutely, if i ever have a house with a yard...would get another.
they are smart, they are funny, they don't smell at all, they don't shed. you can potty train them like a dog. and they can make one hell of a personal security system! SQQUUUEEEEAAAAALL!!!! the teacups would be perfect!!

anyways, i'll stop strolling down memory lane, but seeing these pics, i couldn't help it. little reuben will always be near and dear in my heart!
thanks heids!

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