Once Vikinglass (who used to post here) was driving her son to a school event on a Friday night. They were a tad late, so took the back roads and were driving too fast. There was a small bump or sound, but they saw nothing in the dark. The rest of the evening was uneventful, and they never gave another thought to the sound they heard on that dark country road.

Several days later a woman called on the phone and told Vikinglass that she had run over her $800 Vietnamese pot bellied pig, and she expected some restitution. Vikinglass was toatally shocked, especially since she had an unlisted phone numeber. She asked the woman how in the world she had found her...

Are you ready for this...

The pig squealed.