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.