Look at this cute little pig with his broken nose. He’s nestled by a tree near my home. I don’t know where he came from; he just appeared one day, a surprise pig.
His appearance astonished me, and now he makes me smile every time I look at him. Grover used to think that the pig might, just might be real, and spent a fair amount of time barking and pouncing as an enticement to play. Despite his best moves, the pig stayed stone.
Grover ignores him now, but the pig still brings me joy.
