I love pigs. When I was a teenager, I BEGGED my parents to let me get a pet pot-belly pig...no. When Bear and I first moved in together, I tried to convince him to let me get one...no. I even had a couple names picked out for my precious piggy. I would call him (I always assumed it would be a boy) either Ham-I-Am or Lord Bacon. Unfortunately, the people I love are hell-bent on keeping me from my destiny...sigh.