Sunday, March 20, 2011
the saga of scab
Well, the next day, she was up. And all she ended up with was a raw spot on her neck that scabbed over. So Bud started calling her Scab.
One time I went by Bud and Vicky's (that's Mrs. Bud) and I saw Vicky's car there, but Bud's truck was gone. And the back door was standing open. I went to the back door, and here came Scab running out the back door, almost knocked me down on her way out. I went in, thinking someone might be hurt or something, and saw garbage scattered all over the kitchen. Scab had gone in and torn out the garbage and strewn it all over the kitchen floor. There was no one in the house so I went outside to the only spot I could get cell phone reception and called Vicky. I told her Scab was in the house and the back door was standing wide open. I heard Vicky tell Bud "YOU left the back door standing open and the hog got in!" Then I heard Bud saying in the background "I thought YOU closed the door!". I just shut the back door and left Scab outside.
At this point I resume telling you all that by this time I was laughing until my sides hurt, and Wretch was laughing with me like she hadn't just heard all this a few minutes before. I told Steve they should have just kept Scab for a pet because she was so entertaining. Steve said "oh hell no, she weighed about 450 lbs by the time we butchered her. That is too much hog to have running around the yard."
I said it was sadistic to butcher a pet. Steve said "well most hogs never see their first birthday, and she lived a bit longer than that. We couldn't kill her first because she was in heat, so she got to live a bit longer."