Has anyone seen my pet?

Has anyone seen my pet?

It was early in the evening but pretty dark. The street that I lived on had no lights. We were planning on having dinner at a friend’s house. Across the street from our house was a wooded area that bordered some local farms. The woods provided a barrier between the houses on our side of the street and the fields of the farms that sold all sorts of fruits and vegetables in the summer. This, however, was not summer; it was winter. I got home late. Christina, my wife, was still working. As I drove into my driveway and got out of my car, I noticed movement in the street. It was dark; I couldn’t identify what it was. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, the image of what was moving became clearer. It was a gigantic pig. When I say gigantic, I mean that the pig appeared to me to be 2/3’s my height and as wide as half my car. I wasn’t scared but had no intention of having any interaction with said animal.

I quickly went inside, called Christina up, and told her that she should go directly to our friend’s house and not come home.

When asked why I replied that there was a giant pig loose in the streets by our house. Whether or not she believed me, she took my advice. 

I called the police to report a giant pig loose in Wading River. Once I convinced the person on the other end of the phone that I was not a prankster, she took down my information. Her recommendation was that I stay in my house, which I would have done, except we had a dinner engagement. 

I stepped outside slowly and did not see the offending gargantuan anywhere, so I got into my car and slowly drove to my friend’s house. 

When we returned from dinner, I called my neighbor to see if he had seen the pig or heard about it.  He responded that it was a pet pig of someone in the neighborhood that got loose and either it wandered back home or was found and returned to its owner. 

Search as I might, we never saw that pig again. 

Back then, there were no cell phones or ways to take digital pictures, so I have no real proof that this ever happened. You’ll just have to believe me. Would I lie to you?

About hdh

I have been telling stories for over 40 years and writing forever. I am a retired teacher and storyteller. I hope to expand upon my repertoire and use this blog as a place to do writing. The main purpose is to give me and others that choose to comment, a space in which to play with issues that deal with storytelling, storytelling ideas, storytelling in education, reactions to events, and just plain fun stories. I explore some of my own writing throughout, from character analysis, to fictional, to poetry, and personal stories. I go wherever my muse sends me. Enjoy!
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