The Pig

September 2006: On an innocent visit to Grandma and Grandpa's farm in Grant City, a little (very little) pig named Chelsea became an important part of our extended family. Grandma and Grandpa took the kids to another farm to visit and see the baby pigs. Grandma noticed that a little runt was slightly hurt and getting stepped on and soon this little pig was on it's way home with Grandma and Grandpa.

The first weekend we spent with Chelsea, all the kids enjoyed holding her as much as possible. At that point, she was too little and too weak to resist their affection.



Chelsea spent the following week with us in Kansas City because Grandma had to work and would not be home all day to feed Chelsea. The kids loved having a pet . . . especially one that was so opinionated. Each day that Chelsea grew stronger, she also grew *louder* and she really let us know when she didn't like what we were doing!



Now Chelsea is happily living in a little pen in Grandma and Grandpa's yard. She gets to run around outside the pen quite a lot as well and the kids love to chase her. At first I thought she was scared and running from them but it seems now like she *enjoys* running from them. When the kids head inside, she gets bored and lays down in her pen.