Why I like pork.
Monday, July 16th, 2007
It’s not that I really like pork all that much, although I’ve been know to enjoy the occasional carnitas dinner, it’s mostly that I have a problem with pigs. Not the cute little Charlotte’s Web kind of pig, but big nasty feral pigs.
How’d you like to have the pictured pig in your backyard?
That’s not a picture from my yard, but that’s what I get in my yard almost every night. Pigs, for those who don’t have them, like to root around at night and eat, or stomp pretty much anything they can find. That includes the young trees and vegetables that were just planted in the morning.
Why do I have pigs?
My uphill neighbor has an old avocado tree that’s really pretty productive. Avocados on the downhill side drop, then roll down the hill into my yard. Bonus, right? Not really, cause you don’t see all of the avocados, but the pigs can smell them, and pigs really seem to enjoy avocado. Once they’ve learned where pig dinner is being served, they just keep coming back and if there aren’t any avocados, well then they’ll just stomp around looking for some other good thing to eat. That stomping always seems to include any new plant that I’ve put in the ground. Nobody has fences, so there’s really no way to stop the pigs unless I want to sit in the backyard all night.
Eat more pork!