The BLD

I thought I would switch things up a bit tonight and talk about one of my dad's obsessions hobbies. He fancies himself a pig farmer. I hope he doesn't read this since I said "fancies himself." He might be offended. Oh well, what's done is done. So, anyway, he is obsessed with pigs has a side business of pig raising. Now, what you need to know is that he buys these pigs from various places when they are wee piglets and then he feeds them out. In other words, he fattens them up to land on your table as breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Or BLD's. Or bacon, ham, and pork chops! Yumm-O! I apologize if there are any vegetarians reading this. I'll think about adding a disclaimer next time, but seeing as how I am a meat eater, I'll probably forget again.

Such happy little BLD's

Colorful BLD's

Playful BLD's

How do you like my ham posterior?

Napping BLD's

Sad little BLD. He knows what's coming... (insert Jaws music here)

Man, I do love me some bacon!






P.S. There were no BLD's harmed in the making of this blog post. They're not fat enough yet! Hahaha! (I know I'm sick and twisted, but that's what the bacon does to a girl, and I can't quit the bacon...)