As I was entering my blog for Blog City today, the prompt reminded me of a special animal in my life. Although this particular four legged creature was a part of my life when I was about ten years old I often think of her fondly.
This special lady, her name was Marilyn, was a huge white sow.
My mother had named her after the seductive, glamorous Marilyn Monroe and her glorious swaying backside.
Marilyn (the pig) was a prolific breeder and regularly gave birth to thirteen piglets and never lost one. What a wonderful mother she was.
As in all farming there’s really no room for emotions and the day came when Marilyn was sold to a neighbour. I, in my youthful ignorance, prayed it was not her final journey!
Anyway, this gorgeous creature refused to get in the truck and the driver lost his patience. He hit her with a stick. Mum was furious and grabbed the stick and gave the startled man a piece of her mind.
“I’ll walk her there!” she stated. The sight of mum and Marilyn walking up the road has stayed in my mind to this day.
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