I’m Back Again


Pig Writes:

Greetings to all my lovers of pork out there. Yeah buddy, I’m back. I know that you had missed me a lot knowing I was injured so badly. I just needed a little time to heal up. I’m all better now, I took the bandages off last night and I have very little scarring. I want to thank everyone for their concerns and get wells sent to me. I really appreciated all of you sentiments. And now I guess it is time for me to come clean. Let me explain.

Yes, I was attacked. Yes, I was beat up. And yes, I did know who did it. But your really gonna laugh about this when you hear it. That night after I went to bed, I was lying down on my shelf. One of our cats, Bailey,

decided she wanted to lay down with me on the shelf. Well, when she does that there is not enough room for the both of us. Plus she always ends up clawing me in the middle of the night. So, wanting to get some undisturbed sleep, I pushed her off of me. It seems that she wasn’t going to comply with me wishes, so she fought back.

The crashing sound Rainman heard that night was the two of us wrestling and tumbling over the edge of the shelf. Yes I did hit my head on the next shelf going down. Yes, I was knocked out cold. And yes, the someone or something Rainman felt move by him was Bailey running from the scene of the crime. The crime being that bitch got the best of me by fighting like a girl (all the hair pulling and clawing she did). OK, Y’all happy now? There, I admitted it. I got beat up by a girl.

Bad thing is, if Rainman wouldn’t have freaked out and posted on-line that I was attacked, I wouldn’t be in the position I’m in now. Thanks Dude, mighty white of you”.

So I spent the rest of the week resting and getting healed up. Well, it was more like grounded from my computer. I found out that our other cat, Blue,

ratted me out on what had happened. Saturday, we had the Sentinels MC fundraiser I wanted to go to. So I had to watch my P’s and Q’s around the house.

Saturday finally came and I was ready to get out of the house. Mom made sure since I was grounded that I had plenty, and when I say plenty, I mean PLENTY of chores to do around the house. I was getting on the bike when Rainman took no chances with us riding over to Buck’s Saloon.

Once we got there I was able to have a beer or two and just chill out with some of my kind of people.

They even had live music from Jack Ruby Tuesday. They are a pretty good band that play a lot of biker kind of music (a mixture of classic rock). The Sentinels MC fundraiser was for the Bair Foundation and the Wounded Warriors/Fisher House Program. They had brisket and sausage plates for sale along with raffles and stuff. I gotta tell ya this, the brisket kicked butt. The boys started cooking that stuff around 4PM the day before. They cooked all through the night and that morning. That was some mighty good brisket. I couldn’t eat the sausage though, if it had any pork in it, that might have been my cousin Wilbur, we all know he ain’t no damn good.

After a couple of beers for pain killers, I decided I needed to get laid. And a little while later, I was getting laid more and more. I really enjoyed it. Thank you ladies.

Well, it looks like all is well now. Mom is resting, Rainman is making homemade chicken and dumplings for dinner,

I’m back to do my writing thing and the cats are busy with their naps. Life is good, especially when you have loving family and friends who care about you. Thanks to all of you once again. I love you all. But I will love you even more if you show up with cold beer to share.

Ride HARD or Stay Home

Pig

B.T.W. SHHHHHH! Rainman turns 50 in two weeks.  

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