--One day while having our yearly yard sale, Wilber chose this time to bust out of her pen.
--Apparently Wilber thought it would be a perfect time for a visit. She came up about 90 miles a hour and stopped on a dime right in front of a box of stuffed animals. My wife started choking on her coffee and the customers that were there all gasped in surprise. And Wilber she started rutting through the box.
--After a couple of minutes she found what she was looking for. It was a small stuffed pig. She started howling with glee and then ran back to her pen.
--Everyone was quiet until my wife said I guess she didn't want to sell her baby. Everyone started cracking up. Well, I just mosey on toward the back yard to make sure the fool pig wasn't going to make a return visit...
march 30,2015
04;31pm
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