Today is Wynonna's eighteenth birthday. I brought her home when she was 8 weeks old.
We have spent all 18 years together, which gives her seniority here at the ranch.
(Hank is 20 but I didn't get him until he was 8.)
How long do potbellied pigs live, you ask?
According to the Guinness Book of World Records,
the oldest pig ever is now 22. The average life span is 12 to 15.
What would a birthday celebration be without special treats?
I tried to lure her into the house with a trail of dog biscuits,
but she wasn't tempted. Then I brought out the bacon poppers.
As luck would have it, the first one landed right under her snout.
She looked at it with one eye...
...then she looked at it with the other eye...
...then she finally gobbled it up.
I wonder if she was having an internal debate between cannibalism and bacon?
In any case, bacon won.
Johnny: Why wasn't I invited to the party?
She never did come all the way into the house.
Perhaps she was holding out for cake and ice cream.
Maybe next year.