Shortpig
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[SIZE=14pt]THE TALE OF A POT BELLY PIG AND HIS LITTLE KITTY FRIEND [/SIZE]
As I sit here this morning sipping my coffee thinking of those things that make me smile and even chuckle some.
I remember that day when the Great and Mighty Pork knew he had to protect and defend at all cost. For that vicious and silly kitty one more time was stalking us. Oh! He couldn't let that happen again. But just then the Kitty turned and jumped at him and showed his bravado. For such a tiny little guy he thought he was the greatest of Lions. It was his duty to put the Great and Mighty Pork in his place.
Now! The Great and Mighty Pork would no longer stand for this blatent lack of respect, he must chase this lion and when he caught him it would be an all out war. Soon they were off, The Pork was chasing the Lion and would hunt him down where he chose to hide. Under the couch, The Pork could wait as long as it took. Soon he would come out and the chase was on. Into the bedroom, circle thru the bathroom around the next corner and back into the living room. But the Lion had tricks of his own, he could go under the couch at one end and while The Great and Mighty Pork was waiting and watching, he could sneak out the other end, quietly stalking his prey, leap into the air and attack the Great and Mighty Pork from behind. With speed and agility he could then make his get away. But The Pork was right on his tail running as fast as he could to catch the Lion. The Lion would run back into the living room, jump up on the big Rock (foot stool) and wait, he was a bit surprised however, when The Great and Mighty Pork calmly walked up and ever so gently got ahold of his tail and proceeded to drag him down from that rock. How indignant the Lion felt.
The once again the room would be very quiet. I would look over and there they would be the prey and the hunter, The Great and Mighty Pork was stretched out sleeping on the floor and the Lion was curled up as tight to him as he could get. Content to be in each others company, the very best of friends.
Who knew that a small little kitty and a pot belly pig could be such close friends. They were the best of friends and enjoyed each others company until the day that the Lion passed away unexpectedly. Even with piggies it is hard to replace the one they have lost for the kitty held a very special place in his heart.
I just wanted to share a very short moment I was able to enjoy in Shorty's life. One of so many that I am able to now look back on and smile. I still miss him alot but my memories will always be with me. I feel that he and his kitty are now having a wonderful time together at the Rainbow Bridge and I'm sure they have made new friends.
As I sit here this morning sipping my coffee thinking of those things that make me smile and even chuckle some.
I remember that day when the Great and Mighty Pork knew he had to protect and defend at all cost. For that vicious and silly kitty one more time was stalking us. Oh! He couldn't let that happen again. But just then the Kitty turned and jumped at him and showed his bravado. For such a tiny little guy he thought he was the greatest of Lions. It was his duty to put the Great and Mighty Pork in his place.
Now! The Great and Mighty Pork would no longer stand for this blatent lack of respect, he must chase this lion and when he caught him it would be an all out war. Soon they were off, The Pork was chasing the Lion and would hunt him down where he chose to hide. Under the couch, The Pork could wait as long as it took. Soon he would come out and the chase was on. Into the bedroom, circle thru the bathroom around the next corner and back into the living room. But the Lion had tricks of his own, he could go under the couch at one end and while The Great and Mighty Pork was waiting and watching, he could sneak out the other end, quietly stalking his prey, leap into the air and attack the Great and Mighty Pork from behind. With speed and agility he could then make his get away. But The Pork was right on his tail running as fast as he could to catch the Lion. The Lion would run back into the living room, jump up on the big Rock (foot stool) and wait, he was a bit surprised however, when The Great and Mighty Pork calmly walked up and ever so gently got ahold of his tail and proceeded to drag him down from that rock. How indignant the Lion felt.
The once again the room would be very quiet. I would look over and there they would be the prey and the hunter, The Great and Mighty Pork was stretched out sleeping on the floor and the Lion was curled up as tight to him as he could get. Content to be in each others company, the very best of friends.
Who knew that a small little kitty and a pot belly pig could be such close friends. They were the best of friends and enjoyed each others company until the day that the Lion passed away unexpectedly. Even with piggies it is hard to replace the one they have lost for the kitty held a very special place in his heart.
I just wanted to share a very short moment I was able to enjoy in Shorty's life. One of so many that I am able to now look back on and smile. I still miss him alot but my memories will always be with me. I feel that he and his kitty are now having a wonderful time together at the Rainbow Bridge and I'm sure they have made new friends.
