I just got home from a posh potbelly pig party at our
friend’s house in San Martin. Two and a half lovely acres full of people,
music, food, wine, cute little pigs and a macaw in a pear tree. Actually the
parrot was climbing on the monkey bars but that’s another story. Artist, Russell House, painted pictures of pigs while we pigged out at the picnic table. When my
heaping plate of food was gone, I decided to inspect the pig’s side of the
property. I found lush green laws the size of Alabama, large shade trees, nice
private rooms, great food. Sounds better than a few vacations I have
experienced. The pigs followed me like puppies wagging their tails back and
forth and in circles when I talked to them. I returned to the people party as
the band played the old favorite, “Pig o’My Heart.” Sing along and then go to
this website….. http://bellydraggersranch.com/
Pig o’ my heart I love you,
We’ll never part, for I love you.
Sweet little swine,
I know you’ll be mine,
Sweeter than an apple pie,
Just you and I will share our sty.
Pig o’ my heart your glances,
My swinish heart entrances,
Come be my own, come make your home in my heart.
Song by Ray Morris
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