Lions and Tigers and...Wild Pigs? Oh my!

On my walk with Louis this evening, I decided to change things up and turn left instead of right. I passed a cute little park (actually the signage labeled it a "Sitting Out Place"). I breezed right on by, when what should my little eye spy but this poster! It must have been the graphic designer in me that hit the brakes... Oh, the "lucky" designer behind a computer somewhere that was tasked with designing wild pigs in various states of mischief and mayhem. My first question was "How big ARE these pigs if hitting one with your car causes you to roll your vehicle in the middle of the intersection?!?" 😧 Once I got past the distraction of the artistic details I snapped back to reality, remembering I was standing at the edge of a small, lovely garden with park benches and beautiful flowers, in the middle of a quiet residential and pedestrian area. And then I wondered "Do people really have the courage to hand feed their bread (or is that a hot dog?) to a wild pig???". Apparently yes, yes they do, if a poster campaign is warranted.

And yes, I HAVE seen wild pigs standing by the front entrance of Lydia's school. I have also heard tales of tarantula spottings, and wild dogs that bite, on the hiking trails right outside our back door. I hope to never have a close encounter with any of the above. However, if it should come to pass, I raise my right hand and solemnly pledge that for the good of society and the safety of drivers everywhere, I will not share my picnic lunch with them.