The Story of PIG

The Story of PIG

When I started blogging, I wanted to blog about PIG.

The entire PIG if I could.

I started with PIG ears, worked the stories to PIG leg but somehow stopped at PIG fat – that was a home run.

Eight years later (was a dark and stormy night of 2012 – nothing happened, don’t worry)


A quick tug of my earlobe is sufficient to tell the young woman at the Lor Bak pushcart that I wanted braised pig ears.

I know that this sounds disgusting and repulsive to most people who were never poor nor exposed to this type of food from a young.

Pig’s ears are floppy, fleshy nasty bits in one versatile package of meat, skin, and cartilage.

The cartilage’s texture is like a sheet of al dente lasagna encased between meat and rubbery skin.

For the romantic at heart, sorry, it is not an aphrodisiac food said to affect the libido.

The slow stewing and braising make it extremely palatable when eaten with spicy, sharp, garlicky chili dip.

Who would eat this, you ask?

Well, older folks who have acquired a taste for bland, chewy food for one.

Or if you’re out to thaw the advances of an enamored girl (whatever her age!) –  this is definitely on the top list of things to chew on (pun intended)

The Story of PIG
The Story of PIG with a Wooden Leg.

2 The Story of PIG with a Wooden Leg

Farmer Jones got out of his car and noticed a PIG with a wooden leg while heading for his friend’s door.

His curiosity aroused, he asked, “Fred, how’d that PIG get him a wooden leg?”

“Well, Michael, that’s a mighty special PIG!

A while back, a wild bear attacked me while I was walking in the woods.

That PIG there came a running’, went after that bear, and chased him away. It saved my life!”

“And the bear tore up his leg?”

“No, he was fine after that.

But a bit later, we had that fire.

It started in the shed up against the barn.

Well, that ole PIG started squealing’ like he was stuck, woke us up, and ‘fore we got out here, the darn thing had herded the other animals out of the barn and saved ’em all!”

“So that’s when he hurt his leg, huh, Fred?”

“No, Michael.

He was a might winded, though.

When my tractor hit a rock and rolled down the hill into the pond, I was knocked cleanout.

When I came to, PIG had dove into the pond and dragged me out ‘fore I drowned.

Sure did save my life.”

“And that was when he hurt his leg?”

“Oh no, he was fine.

Cleaned him up, too.”

“OK, Fred. So tell me. How did he get the wooden leg?”

“Well,” the farmer tells him, “A PIG like that, you don’t want to eat all at once!”

The Story of PIG
The Story of PIG with a Wooden Leg.

3 The Story of PIG – Source Unknown

A very long time ago, when the earth was still new, and the Father walked among the animals, teaching them the wisdom they would later explain to humans.

He gave each animal a gift.

He called them all together in the Garden, and to some, he gave the gift of beauty, the gift of swiftness, to some the gift of strength, and so on.

Each animal had received a gift from the Father.

But the PIG was not there.

PIG was out looking for tasty roots and did not come to the Garden until the Father was giving the last animal its gift.

PIG cried

The PIG cried because the Father had already given out His gifts.

The Father saw PIG crying and asked what was wrong.

PIG said, “I was late, and now you have given away all your gifts.

I will have nothing to teach the humans.”

The Father gently took the PIG into His lap, rubbed his ample belly, kissed his wet snout, and told him not to cry.

He said, “I have saved the best gift for you, PIG.”

PIG said, “But I am not beautiful, or strong, or swift, I will be despised by humans.”
The Father thought for a moment on how to explain to PIG how great his gift was.

Finally, after a while.

He said, “PIG, you have all of those gifts and something more within you, but because they are within you, it will take an extraordinary person who is seeking greater wisdom to find them.”

PIG did not understand, but PIG trusted the Father and went back to digging for roots.

The Story of PIG
Never wrestle with a pig. You get dirty, and the pig enjoys it. ~ George Bernard Shaw


Humans came to the Garden and found all the beautiful animals with their gifts.

But humans didn’t care for the PIG.

He was not fair or fleet or strong, and the humans shunned PIG.

No one wanted to be around him.

The humans preferred the other animals who preened and showed off their gifts.

Then after a while, one woman came to PIG and sat down where the PIG was eating.

What can this be? Why a PIG, of course!

It was the first time that a human had come to be with PIG.

So he stopped eating and looked at her curiously.

She looked deep into his eyes and saw the gift that the Father had hidden so well.

And she loved PIG for who he was and respected PIG for the beautiful gift the Father had given him to share with humans.

The Story of PIG
The Story of PIG with a Wooden Leg.


I can’t put into words what the gift was that the Father gave to PIG.

You have to look into the eyes of PIG and find it for yourself.

For each human, it will be different. It will be the gift they need to see to help in their search for wisdom.

Not many humans will discover the gift PIG has to offer.

They will be too dazzled by the gifts the Father gave to the other animals.

But for those that do, they are forever changed and never see the world in quite the same way.

They are the ones that root like PIG through what is on top to find treasures and gifts hidden below the surface.

4 Rhapsody on a PIG

“To begin with, PIGS are very beautiful animals.

Those who think otherwise are those who do not look at anything with their own eyes, but only through other people’s eyeglasses.

The Story of PIG
I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals. ~ Winston Churchill

The actual lines of a PIG (I mean of an obese PIG) are among the loveliest and most luxuriant; the PIG has the same great curves, swift and yet heavy, which we see in the rushing water or the rolling cloud.”

GK Chesterton liked PIGS. This is from “Rhapsody on a PIG,” published in The Illustrated London News, 8 May 1909.



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