The bed in my dog jail is comfy so I was spending a little more time in there than usual.
But I had to go get a drink of water and when I came back things weren’t the same as I left them.
My dog jail was no longer empty.
It had occupants.
My dog jail had pigs inside!
How did my dog jail turn into a pig jail?
Where did these pigs come from anyway?
I still had that rumbly in my tummy and I didn’t feel up to solving this mystery, so I decided to get rid of it instead.
Pigs, get out!
I finally got the pigs out of my dog jail, but now what.
I couldn’t have pigs running all over the house.
So I corralled them over to the door.
And they just sat there looking at it.
And they still didn’t budge.
So I finally decided to try a different tactic.
Hey pigs, you see that door there?
Now follow me!