Dear Pauline ......
Raising pot-bellied pigs has been my obsession
since childhood. While my school mates went home after school to play
with friends or attend their sporting events, I hurried home each day to
care for the 35 pot-bellied pigs I kept in my small bedroom. The larger
pigs would find their way to the comfort of my bed, but the little
piglets would have to stay on the ground, usually lying on piles of my
clothes. As I got older, I was able to make my hobby a full-time affair.
My husband made good money, which allowed me to stay home and care for
Most people wouldn’t enter my home because of the smell and the swarms
of flies that filled the air. I didn’t care if I had visitors, as long
as I could spend my time with the little squealing swine. My husband
Rick didn’t seem to mind that the pigs had taken over the household. He
just felt lucky to have a caring, living breathing woman in his life.
You see Rick was raised by wolves in the hills of Bolivia and the
conditions at home were much better than what he was used to while
I had first learned about temporary car insurance
when I wanted to drive 15 or so pigs to the drive-in theatre. Babe was
playing onscreen and I knew that the older, more mature swine
would really appreciate the storyline and artistic presentation. In
order to drive though, I would need some temporary car insurance.
The attendant at the drive-in theatre was reluctant to let me bring my
friends into the show. At first he had wanted to charge each pig the
child’s fare to enter. I had to lie and tell the attendant that the pigs
were in the movie and it would be bad publicity for the theatre to bar
the stars from a screening. The ploy worked and I drove my brood to a
good spot near the front.
The pigs are very spoiled and started squealing for food as soon as I
parked. I obliged and bought each pig a hotdog and beer. This quieted
down the car greatly and soon everyone was watching the greatest pig
movie ever made. The ending made even the alpha male weep and all the
pigs agreed that Babe was probably the finest cinematic triumph ever
I wondered to myself if my temporary car insurance would cover a
collision if the company learned there were 15 pigs crammed into the cab
of my car. I concluded that it would. No one would discriminate against
God’s greatest gift to man, and woman; the lovely pig. My temporary car
insurance opened up the world to me and my ‘babies’ and we will always
be forever grateful.