Tiny the pig: a baby in a baseball box, dressed up in earrings

Well, meantime, the little guy, he went home to see his little tiny. We called him Tiny right away because he was the smallest of the lot. So see how tiny was making out. Well, Tiny was wide awake and he wanted to eat.

So they quickly fixed up the stuff for him and fed him. Well, he was in a nice baseball box with two quilts underneath him he hadn't made. So that went on for a few days. Then a few days later, he wanted to eat, so he stood up and against the side of the box and tipped the box over finally and went looking for the boys and something to eat.

So they said him, and they thought it was great to him walking all over the house. Well, that lasted only a few days. We couldn't stand it, you know. He was rubbing against furniture and followed everybody, and he got caught in the screen door when somebody went, out, he wanted to go out too, and he got caught right in the middle of his body, and so we released him, and then, so finally I said, you've got to make him a little troth, and have him outside on the porch or out, outside, way outside, and feed him there and that, and so finally we did, and

he stayed out there for about a week, and then it started raining, so the boy grab a hole of boy, the little tiny was following them all around, like. he was a little dog. So they grabbed a hole of him and took him to the barn, and they made another little spot in the hay bough.

The boys did themselves and brought a little trough made out of one -by -four -inch little things, kitty corner, you know. And by that time, I said they don't have to have, he don't have to have the bottle and all that.

Just feed him out of the trough, so they teach him how to suck the finger. and while he was sucking the finger the boy had his hand in the milk in the trough and when he found out that he could get the milk alongside of the finger he first thing you know he let the finger go and was sucking on the milk out of the trough so it wasn't too bad he learned to eat good and there was lots of time some milk left over and next time they went to feed him to bring him some warm milk there he had it all cleaned up

already and he was growing he growing. He was once as big inside of a or two weeks. So the boys had fun. Whenever they wanted to play with him, they took him, carry him out of the barn out of the place.

And he followed him, and they played tag and everything. And then they went, got him some more milk, and put him where he belonged. It went on that way, fine. So then John sold quite a few of them, and we kept quite a few.

And he had different pasture for them and the mothers, you know. And so we put him in with the others and he always stood by the fence waiting to be let out and whenever they felt like they played with him fine.

So one day, they was going to have some fun. So they went to work and oh, this was at Christmas time. They bought me fancy earrings, those that dangle, you know, in the dime store. And they thought that I'd like it.

Well, I told him I didn't. So I kept it in my jewelry box and that. So then for Easter they brought me fingernail polish and a rouge for their little spare money and I accept that and sometimes I use it sometimes I didn't.

And so this one particular day they took the pig, they took the rouge and the fingernail polish and powder and the earrings. They were doing something by the creek on the bench there. And I was busy, I didn't pay enough attention.

I know they were playing with the pig. And to surprise me, they had him decked out. They pinned the earrings on him, so the little ears would fall down towards his eyes. You know, they tingled. And they roach his little nose real swell, rosy pink.

And they put fingernail polish on all of his little toes. And he looked just like a little picture. And they brought him in to me, how nice he is and everything. that if he couldn't stay in the house, that says, nothing to do that that little fingernail polish, he's going to go follow him and clean after him.

No, out he goes. So that finally, he was big enough, and then they had some work to do the boys. So they put him in the fence with the others. And by that time, he ate everything. The others were eaten, and so they were together.

Well, the boys didn't know how to go and keep track of him, which is which. I says, he'll always remember you. And he did. Every time they come near the fence, he'd come to the fence and he wouldn't go with the others.

You know, he stayed waited for them to talk to him or do something, scratch you. So comes the fall, and he was as big as the others. And so he must have to wait all 250, 300 ponds as a beautiful pig.

And John went and killed another one, and the little tiny, what they call him tiny, while the boys were in school and when they come home there there was the two big pigs all hanging and clean and white and ready to be cut in quarters you know to be processed and they they walk to the fence and no tiny the little guy says did you really kill him and father says well I don't know I just killed two white pigs that's all you know but he knew so the boat says we're going to eat tiny we can't I couldn't eat a piece of that meat

for nothing. But it ended up that we made hands out of both of the pigs. We made big slabs of bacon. And I roasted the meat and put it in crooks jars and pour beautiful lard over it to seal it so it wouldn't spoil.

It was perfect. And so every time we ate some pork, the boy would ask, which is this? Is this from time? Yes, of course not. I said, I'm roasting the others and stuff. And so the tiny and the other one all got into one, and they all got eaten.

And that's the end of the little tiny, but I've got nice pictures of them, which I will put in the book, I think, so you can see how things fun we had when the children were little, and that's all the fun they could have, you know, too far from town, and we kept them kind of busy and that, but they had their little fun, too, you know.