by Dan Thornburg

One night, Dave Reed and I were on our way back from one of our many trips to Maid-Rite’s. While traveling along Greenville Pike we spotted a small pig in the side ditch.

Dave looked at me with that mischievous grin of his, and said “Let’s catch that pig”.

“What will we do with it?” I asked.

“Well, we’ll go back to town and put it inside the Monument at the Courthouse”, he answered.

He then stopped the car and we began to chase that squealing little pig.  Many times we thought we had it, but as pigs do, it squirmed away.  All at once the fence row ended and the ditch opened up into a yard.  Not to be outdone by a pig, we continued the chase.  All of a sudden that little pig ran onto the front porch of a house.

Dave and I stopped.  We then ran back to the car.

That was pretty intelligent behavior for the pig.