Interviews 1, 2 and 3 Done – NEXT

NEXT!

Yep, this is how I felt about pig sitting interviews 1, 2 and 3 – it was a HUGE snoozefest.  Time is ticking away to find me a pig sitter so mom/dad scheduled three interviews yesterday at the Hotel Thompson.  Who knew it would be so difficult to find a pig sitter – snorts.

I do admit though, the interviews were kind of funny.  I thought I would share.

 Each person is told the same thing.  Mom/dad are looking for a pig sitter, someone that would be with me most of the time.  With the exception of school, a date, etc.  I have a schedule that needs to be maintained to my standards.  That means, the individual gets free rent and food while they are here with me.  AND, they are getting paid to keep me company, feed me and basically be at my beck and call.  Snorts – okay well that’s how I took it anyway.

Interview 1 –

Nice young man in college.  He had great potential… I thought.  All for the free food, free rent.  He didn’t even mind keeping me company.  BUT, things went down rather fast when he was told he would have to clean up my potty box.  As he put it, “Why couldn’t I use the outside.”  Apparently he didn’t understand that I’m an inside piggy – NEXT

Interview 2 –

This was the most hilarious interview of the entire day.  I actually squealed I was laughing so hard.  Nice young woman.  She came into the house, sat down and then saw me on mom’s lap sleeping.  She had a fear on her face that was priceless.  She thought the paper had a typo and should have said PUG as in a dog and not PIG.  Snorts – She left.  Apparently, she’s not used to dealing with such a fine domesticated pig – NEXT

Interview 3 –

This one also had great potential.  Older lady in the neighborhood… kind of grandmotherly type.  It would have been convenient to say the least.  But, apparently she didn’t realize that there would be cooking for me.  As she so bluntly put it, “Why can’t he just have pig feed like normal pigs?”  Really?  Do I ‘look’ like a normal pig??  – NEXT

So more interviews will be coming in the next couple of weeks.  Time is getting down on us at this point.  Is there anyone out there willing to take care of loveable, snuggable me?  I’m having my doubts at this point.

 

31 Days of Spook – Day 7

Hello my blogville friends.  Count Baconula here.  I hope you had a safe and horror free weekend.  Today and tomorrow I have a special treat just for you.  I met new some friends at http://www.okefenokee.com/okefenokee_x-files/ – special hello’s to Steve, Jo and their black cat Tequila.  They gave me special permission to use their stories and pictures from the Okefenokee Pastimes Inc. – just in time for my 31 days of Spook.  Be prepared to be spooked, frightened and perhaps even sleep with a nightlight on tonight.  I know I have mine plugged in already 🙂

And Steve, Jo and Tequila – thank you so much from the bottom of this little pigs heart.

Friends, hold someone tight – these are true stories from not too far from the Hotel Thompson.

  A HEADLESS GHOST

An Okefenokee area ghost tradition, this one dating to the 1930s, owes its existence to the railroad. A man fishing along the tracks at Henson Creek, near Manor, fell asleep one night with the rails as his pillow. A train appeared, sounding its whistle frantically, but there was no response. Steel wheels kept on rolling, and the fisher person was high landered.

Now for a twist. The legend is that the body can be seen walking the rails at night swinging a phantom lantern in search of its head. Kevin Dial claims that his grandfather went in search of the “shade” one night. Sure enough, it approached, solid white and six feet tall, walking directly toward Gramps, who fired a futile shot before fleeing.

GHOST SPIRIT SIGHTINGS

A log cabin on Okefenokee’s East Side by an area called Camp Cornelia on Trail Ridge is where this haunting took place in the early 1990′s. A former Refuge volunteer, who resided in the cabin, reported strange visitations of Spirits. The Spirits were Native American Indians in full regalia. These spirits were not aware of the walls and boundaries of the cabin, but seemed attached to the land the cabin was on. They seemingly went about their daily tribal existence without concern.

SPECTRES OF THE SWAMP SIGHTING

This one was reported in January 1998 on Trail Ridge, the ancient geological feature which makes up the eastern boundary of the swamp. A traveler on vacation and hiking near the boardwalk area was surprised by the sound of drums in the distant piney woods. Native American spectres carrying objects and walking swiftly in a single file line were sighted off in the distance heading south on the ridge. The vacationer did not linger long to watch the procession. He reported no sense of hostility, but felt uneasy as if he was seeing something he should not be observing.