18 September 2011

urban farmer ftw?

i would like to preface this story by stating that i live in the suburbs.

about a week ago, myself and two friends were sitting on my back porch in the evening, enjoying the somewhat-similar-to-fall weather, the sounds of bugs in the dark and dogs barking, when we heard what sounded like a small child screaming in unbridled terror. looking at me with complete shock, one of my friends said, "is that a pig?!"

the answer was yes, yes it is.

at least once a week since that night, i have heard said pig squealing like...well, like a stuck pig. i've narrowed it down to the house behind mine. as i live in the suburbs, there is no alley separating our yards - just a privacy fence that really doesn't keep our backyard lives particularly private*.  it helps that my child-with-fur has shown a keen interest in the back fence all of a sudden. nero generally doesn't give two thoughts to another dog (not that he gives two consecutive thoughts to anything anyway)**, so his interest in the back fence was a pretty good indicator.

today we were out playing frisbee (being one of the only things my dog can focus on for longer than 13 seconds) when i heard that ungodly screeching coming from my neighbor's yard again. unable to contain myself, i snuck up to the not-so-private privacy fence and peeked through. the pig was standing on their back porch. with it's snout right by the sliding glass door. squealing to get let in. like a dog. like. a. dog.

are these people serious? is it even LEGAL to have a pig in the city limits? would they please let their damn pig in the house? also, if they can have a pig, but i can't have a pitbull, then we need to have a chat.



*example: on occasion, whenever their dogs are barkingbloodyhell at me when i'm watering the flowers in the garden, i will spray them through the fence to get them to leave me alone.

**remind me to document the running tally i keep of doors, doorjambs, walls and furniture that my dog walks into on a daily basis. and this isn't in the throes of excitement over getting fed or playing fetch - this is just normal walking around the house. or outside.

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