Oreo's Page My name is Oreo. I am a Vietnamese Potbellied Pig. I was born July 20, 1994. I live in the country with my mom and dad, Selena and Gerald, and my brother Caleb. I stay outside during the day, and I get to come in at night. In the winter I spend the day in the garage with my own blankies and a heater. I prefer going outside to go potty, but if the weather is too cold or snowy or rainy, I use my litter box (really!). I know a trick, too. When mom says "sit," I sit right down. Then I get a treat. I want to learn some more tricks, but mom hasn't gotten around to it yet.
What happened to Oreo's foot?
Look at that foot. Don't I look pathetic? What a harrowing experience! Check it out. Life as a Pig When it is time to go in the house, I walk up a ramp that dad made for me. Then mom gives me my pig pellets, lettuce, celery, and other good stuff to eat. She keeps trying to give me carrots, but I won't have anything to do with those things. I don't care if she grows a lot of them in the garden. She should try growing pig food instead! Mom and dad keep me company for the evening, and after my tummy rub, it's time for bed. I sleep in an extra-large dog crate. It's a lot taller than I am, but I have lots of space to push my blankets around and make them just right. Then it's snooze time, until morning. If they don't get up soon enough, I push the door up and down with my nose. It makes a lot of great noise. I usually have to wait until they are ready for me to get up. I know that if mom is in the shower, I don't get any food, so I just go back to sleep until she's done. After breakfast, I go back outside and take care of business. Then it's nap time again. After all, the most important things in life are eating and sleeping (eat your heart out, Garfield!). | |
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