This is one of those only in Arkansas stories. A couple of weeks ago a semi loaded with pigs headed from Nebraska to a Little Rock meatpacker overturned on I430. Some of the pigs became a feast for local carnivores and buzzards, but most of them were rounded up (I wish I had the video to show you!) and shipped off to become a product of Odom’s Tennessee Pride. Traffic was tied up forever in a very busy stretch of interstate during the worst possible time of day. I imagine that most of the drivers were ready for bacon, ham or sausage to be served before it was all cleaned up.
Anyway, what makes this story so funny is the continuing saga. It seems that NOT ALL of the pigs were successfully rounded up. One of them showed up days later practicing its dog paddle (pig paddle?) in a private swimming pool somewhere in Pulaski County. All 800+ pounds of her that is. LeAnn Baldy, who found the hoggette enjoying her pool, nicknamed her Wilburette, I suppose after the Green Acres pig, Wilbur. Eventually the sow was turned over to the Humane Society who then found the porker an adoptive farm home somewhere. Now it seems that Baldy has become concerned that Wilburette may become bacon after all. (The original meatpacker declined to accept Wilburette since they would no longer be able to use her meat for any of their products due to possible contamination.) Well apparently after hearing of the possible porker put down, animal activists across the nation have taken up Wilburette’s cause. They are demanding to know where she has been taken so that she can be retired to a permanent pig happy place. The Humane Society, however, will not divulge the name of the farmer , and the New York Farm Sanctuary director is hot!
Now mind you, I am an animal lover. But, I was also raised in the South on a semi-farm where our meat was home-slaughtered, smoked, and preserved. That is basically all I knew until my maternal grandfather, the local plumber turned meatpacker, died when I was in the 8th grade. Some animals were pets; some were food. That’s just the way it was…and is.
In Arkansas, we love our pork. We can all call our swine herds, but more than likely these days, we are calling our Razorback Hogs:
Some of us are a little strange about the way we do itbut we definitely know our “Woo Pig Sooie!” and we’ll enjoy a good pork spare rib any day of the week:)
I just know I’m gonna’ hear about this! I’ll keep you posted on the future of our porky star.
I keep telling my friends here in Alabama that we are the only school that eats our mascot.
I eat meat, I just can’t imagine knowing the animal I’m eating. Hope you find out where he is!
What at story! I’ve found a large snapping turtle in my pool and recently a snake (yikes!), but a PIG!!! Oh.My.Word!
Hugs!
Katt
i cant wait for crock pot wednesdays. i love my crock pot and i dont really think i have ever not liked something i made in it. we have another 2 weeks give or take till baby hudson is here, and colson could not be more excited.
the website for the wine glasses is thepreppypolkadot.blogspot.com
doesnt she have cute stuff?!
i cant wait for crock pot wednesdays. i love my crock pot and i dont really think i have ever not liked something i made in it. we have another 2 weeks give or take till baby hudson is here, and colson could not be more excited.
the website for the wine glasses is thepreppypolkadot.blogspot.com
doesnt she have cute stuff?!
I am excited about crock pot Wednesdays as well. We have a crock pot but have used it for cheese dip and bbq pork….i am all about eating meat but couldn’t eat it if I actually knew the animal it was coming from. I do think this is funny though!
Love the pig in the pool story. I eat meat also, but try not to think about where it comes from.
Also waiting for Crock Pot Days.
Come visit me.
Purple Hugs,
Barbara
I’ve been hearing all about this on the news (course I am in Arkansas too)
Love those Hogs!!!!
Love some bacon too/ha
Great post!