Chased by piglets

Last week I was chased by piglets. 10 piglets, black and white. True story.

We were walking to the bus stop in Punghe, an indigenous community, where we had children's classes and junior youth groups. Anyway, we walked by a farm where in the front meadow area were 10 piglets. Walking by, I counted... 8 black/white, 2 white. I thought to myself about their genes, trying to figure out what kind of fur their parents had because you know that's just what I like to think about sometimes while walking through an indigenous community in Ecuador (why am I so weird). But, as I was thinking, I forgot the number of white piglets and I remember wishing I could go back and count again.

I snapped out of my nerdy daydream-thought and realized Eduardo, Mauro, Val, and Monica were all looking back at me and chuckling. I thought to myself "First the female dog, then Roberta.... WHY DOES EVERYONE SEEM TO KNOW FUNNY THINGS I DON'T." So then Val told me to look behind me. I glanced back and there following my trail were those 10 piglets, trudging along with their little snouts and perky ears. Anyway, I kept walking thinking that maybe they'd stop... but nope, I glanced back again and sure enough... oink oink. Well. Eduardo suggested that I run, because apparently the owners of the piglets would think that I was trying to steal them if they saw this situation... because you know, it's every 19-year-old-foreigner-girl's dream to have 10 piglets. So, I ran. And they ran after me. And I started laughing because I realized I was running away from a herd of piglets, oinking behind me. My little piglets got distracted with something in the street and stopped following me after about two minutes of chasing.

Today, I returned to the same community. This time, we went in the Radio Baha'i truck, so we rode by the farm and sure enough... there were my 10 little piglets. I think they might have remembered me because they looked at me as we drove by. Either that or they were just turning their heads to see what the loud noise was... but I'm pretty positive it's because they felt my presence.


On a completely separate note that has little to do with pigs, have I mentioned recently how awesome my sister is? She left a facebook video on my wall. It was three seconds long, but long enough to blow me a cyber-kiss. No one else has a dragon loving, basketball playing, music jamming, braces wearing, cyper kiss blowing sister like I do. Best friend, best sister, best love of my life.