Whilst wandering the roads of Chacraseca, you are equally as likely to see a pig as you are a human. Pigs are everywhere, of every shape and size. And we love them. So much better than the chickens, cows, and stray dogs that also are everywhere. (HOWEVER, we did witness a very horny rooster ambush an unsuspecting hen that was just clucking there minding her own business. In a blur of feathers and dust, it was over as soon as it started).
After all, we have many reasons to love pigs. They are cute, in a dirty sort of way. They are SMART. They taste good. And they have personalities. See below:
Cuteness: aside from general oinking noises, and the fact that they are pink blobs that roll around on the ground all day, the smaller pigs in Chacraseca all where large triangular collars made of 3 sticks tied together. Primary reason is to keep pigs from wandering through the barb wire that lines all the fields. Secondary reason is to make them cuter.
Smartness: tales of the porcine intellect had reached our ears before, but man were they confirmed the other day. We witness 3 pigs sauntering down the road like the punks they knew they were, and a cute little puppy, playfully chasing and biting all 6 of their ears. 2 pigs ran away, while the third stopped in his tracks, laid down in the ground and PLAYED DEAD until the puppy quickly got bored with him and chased after the others. He then got up and continued in his way. Genious.
Tastiness: self-explanatory
Personality: some pigs make friends with other pigs. Nicole and I once witness 2 pigs separated by barbed wire, frantically running back and forth trying to find a place where they could squeeze through so that they could be together. A woman came out of the house laughing and told us that they were brothers.
Photogenic pigs below
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