Random Thoughts of a Disordered Mind

Piglet people


Bejeweled Flying PigPiglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
“Pooh!” he whispered. “Yes, Piglet?”
“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw.
“I just wanted to be sure of you.”
~A.A. Milne

I am a Piglet Person. I love pigs, though not quite as much as my friend Phyllis. I like that they are pink and strong and big and solid and sure of themselves. But Piglet actually isn’t all that sure. Most of us aren’t. Sometimes we just need to sidle up to people and take their hand and just be with them, to re-establish a connection, to know we are not alone. Piglet does that for me.

My friends know that pigs, especially flying ones, make me happy and I got this beautiful bejeweled one for Christmas from a colleague. I named her Charlotte and she lifts my spirits just to see her, looking up with those little wings, ready to fly.

3 thoughts on “Piglet people

  1. That’s so sweet! What a nice little present. Flying pigs! Charlotte’s a perfect name for her.

  2. You pig is just too cute. Are you home for the holidays or traveling again? I can’t remember if you said. I hope you have a great week either way.

  3. Two weeks ago at the mall, I saw a little pink pig with wings just flying in circles at one of the little kiosk stations. Everyone was stopping to watch it.

    Merry Christmas to you Anne and hope you have a safe trip should you be traveling.

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