EMMA LOUISE SAYS, "E-MAIL ME FOR A ....POT-BELLIED PIGS INFORMATION BOOKLET "
I'M EMMA LOUISE
First let me tell you something about us and why we consider ourselves such Pigs of Great Fortune.
I am the first, and I like to think the best. My Mom found me at a flea market.All my brothers and sisters were sold, I was not. My foot turned in and I was considered "damaged", no one wanted me. I had seen my Mom go by several times, but she never stopped, just looked, I kept hoping she would come back. She did and the rest as they say, is history.
These are the piggys who came after me.
I am the King. Yes, I am, just ask me. My natural Mom was killed by hunters.I was found by dogs and played with like a toy. Fortunately for me, I was rescued and came to live here. I am staying too.
I was very sad. I was wanted when I was small. Later when I got older and was not "fixed", I wanted to do "things". The people who had me became angry and put me in a tool shed. It was dark in there. Sometimes they would feed me, and sometimes not. Then one day, my Mom came, she took me home to live here. I am still timid, but I am very happy now.
I hated it here. My first Mom could not keep me even though she wanted me. She was getting a divorce. I was not friendly and snapped at everyone. I was sick as I had not been fed the right diet and my hooves were overgrown as I was kept inside. I can play in the lake here. I love it here now.
COOL HAM LUKE
I was thrown from a moving car on Hwy 301. I was lucky, the next car missed hitting me, and the third car stopped for me. I was laying in the road, all scraped and bleeding. I was very scared. They took me to a doctor. He fixed me up, a rescue group took me in. They contacted my Mom, she came for me even though there were to be no more pigs, here I am.
I am the King! I am smaller by about 525 pounds, but I was at a flea market to be sold. When the woman who was to sell me could not show proper papers, she became angry opened my cage and said anyone who could catch me could have me. I weighed about 9 pounds. I ran and ran. Everywhere I went, people chased me. I ran right up to my Mom, she picked me up. Here I am. I am King.
I don't know where I came from. I was stealing horse feed in a field. I weighed about 10 pounds. At night I hid in the woods. It was scary as things were after me. One day I was trapped by some people from a rescue group. They brought me here. I have plenty of food now.
I was born in a petting zoo. I was born without an anus. Everyone said I would die.I was to be killed as I was worth nothing. My Mom came to the zoo on another errand and found me. She took me home. She cooks a special diet for me every night. I just had my seventh birthday. Pretty good for a pig that would be dead in less then two months.
I can't see very well. I was born that way. Only here it doesn't matter. There is lots of room here, I don't bump into anything so much anymore. My special buddy is Boris, he "looks" for me. We are buddies.
BUDDY LEE---"Pig of Action"
My sister and I were trapped by Animal Control. We were too small to stay there. My mom was called for our care. We grew. My sister was adopted, I was not. That was lucky for me, 'cause I am staying here!
I was bought and very happy where I was, later, because of zoning, I had to move. My next home was all right, but right next door were two big dogs who did not like me or the goat. They killed the goat, I ran to fast..... My next owner really did not want me and when he drank he was mean to me....I was getting quite large and was not cute anymore. My Mom and Lynne came for me. Mom finds me very attractive and so does Emma Louise.