GADZOOKS. PARTY AT SUSIE'S POT BELLIED PIG RESCUE SOCIETY FARM!
Can you believe a party with about 50 people attending to raise money for Susie's continuing effort at helping the pot bellied pigs? Susie has probably done more to help raise the awareness of the plight of the poor pot-bellied-pigs there in the United States than any person in the world. Why just this morning she appeared on the Cindy Garvey program for an interview. There we are, Solvang, the center of the universe for the homeless little pot-bellied-pigs.

Not every town of 3,800 people can make that claim to fame. Susie has her own little world out there on Peter's acreage. They have houses, cute houses, and blankets, and lots of good food, but not too much, because they'd get to big and these are supposed to be small animals, not big ones.

The reason people abandon them is that they over-feed them and soon, what should be about 100 pounds is up to 200 or 250 pounds and that's a lot of pig to be running around your house (oh yes, they can be house-broken).

I'm going to post some pictures of the pigs if I can ever figure out how to do two columns on this blog, and how to insert pictures in it as well.

They rasied exactly $444 tonight for the care and feeding of the pigs, but I am sure that those women (and men) put in $5,000 worth of personal time preparing for this party, including some good Texas chili (toned down for some stomachs, so really not up to par as far as heat goes).

Susie trained one pig to pick out a tune on a piano. Sorry Susie, but I hate to confess that all the time I'd be thinking of a barbequed pork sandwhich and so could not be trusted to be alone with one of them too long. She also has a miniature hereford cow and calf.

You could make a western a lot cheaper with them, and miniature horses ridden by midgets. You could probably do it all in the ballroom at the Beverly Hilton after covering the dancefloor with soil.

There's a miniature horsefarm out on Alamo Pintado Road and one of the mares gave birth to a dwarf colt. Damn, you could run a herd of them in your living room, couldn't you? But let's see, I was at the party, wasn't I. I'm going to write the lyrics to a western song the guys were singing elsewhere and link to it. it's wild, if you haven't heard it before.