Feeling Piggish

Sometimes life can feel far too serious.

So, as if pre-ordained, I was swathed by a wave of whimsy when I stumbled across this (oh so cute) picture on a Facebook Page called “Animal Story”:

Which reminded me of a t-shirt design I’d created years ago:

And that reminded me of the fun I had making my Pigs That Fly image:

Which reminded me of my favorite pig, drawn by my daughter when she was little:

Which prompted thoughts of when I was little and had carefully drawn this cool character on my school 3-ring binder cover.

And there you have it. Just some pig fun to fatten up the cheerful quotient.
“That’s all folks!”

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A Plethora of P's / #25: Pigs That Fly

proactively punctuating life with the plausible, powerful possibilities of positive thought presented through a plethora of “P’s”.

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Why not? Can’t you just imagine them huddling in their pens, planning some nighttime fun? Their wings (invisible during the day to avoid alarming the humans) coming alive, carrying them effortlessly through the air under a shiny new moon; pigs and piglets soaring above field and fencepost, performing weightless pirouettes over the barn, their squeals of delight breaking midnight’s stillness as they tickle treetops and wreak havoc in the hen house.

Ah, if pigs could fly…  Maybe they’d teach us to lighten up, be a ham, play in the mud sometimes ~ and every now and then, perhaps, to enjoy our own small acre from a loftier, unexpected, improbable, fantastical and quite extraordinary point of view.

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