“What I Did on My Winter Vacation”
by Wyatt Ray Dawg.
When we got here to the dirty, dusty desert, I heard these crazy noises coming from the bushes.
Then I heard snorting, and oinking and digging. So I dug around, trying to find out what it was.
Suddenly, a Dog Awful stench came from the bushes. Dude, it smelled worse than a Monkeybutt, it was so bad.
So I ran over to check it out.
Zoink! Boink! WOWWWEEEEE! What the heck is this thing? Is it a dog? Is it a pig? Is it a pig dog?
Nooooo. It’s a Peccary! What the…..?
“Collaried peccaries are sometimes called “musk hogs” because of a strong odor emitted from musk glands near the rump and eyes. They are also called “javelinas,” the Spanish word for javelin, because of their short, straight tusks, which they use for defense.”
Don’t kid yourself, these things are NOT cute! They smell! Oh DOG do they smell! And they dig! They snoop around and say bad things about me every day before I eat dinner!
This pig thing introduced himself and says his name is Greggery. He wants to be friends, but I know he has other plans. All he wants is to dig under the fence and come inside my doghouse on wheels to eat everything in sight!
So I’m spending my days, guarding my doghouse and the property, looking out for the roving pack of stinky pigs, and Greggery the Peccary, Arch Enemy #1.