Anybody see a pig in here?
How bizarre. A woman is suing The Herbfarm after being bitten by a potbelly pig. (Disclaimer: I should mention, for the obvious reasons, that this blog entry is based solely on online news articles, and therefore is pure fiction or opinion or both.)
Ostensibly hoping to add some “cute” to an intermezzo in her feast, and having received both a pan of food and the usual farm-animals-are-dangerous warning from the kitchen, the woman wandered to the pen. It was a dark January night. And Sue (not her real name) couldn’t see the pigs.
Naturally, she did what any of us would do under such circumstances, after several wine-paired courses. She scooped up some slops and extended her hand into the darkness. One of the pigs accepted the offering, but in the dark and aiming by smell, failed to distinguish Sue’s hand from the slops. We don’t know if it was Basil or Borage that bit her, as it was too dark to get the license plate.
And now, suffering complications from infections, Sue is seeking medical expenses and “unspecified special damages.” Unable to go after the piggy perpetrator, she’s heading for a deeper trough: the restaurant.
What a shame. Her husband should make her watch the pigpen scene in Snatch. She’d realize how lucky she really is.