07/09/2025
Pastor Jones got out of his car to knock on Brother Fred's door and noticed a pig with a wooden leg. Curious, he asked, “Fred, how’d that pig get him a wooden leg?”
Fred said, “Well Pastor, that’s a mighty special pig! A while back, a wild boar attacked me out in the woods. That pig came a runnin’, went after that boar, and chased him away. Saved my life! Thank the Lord!”
“And the boar tore up his leg?” asked the Pastor.
“No, he was fine after that. But a bit later we had a fire start in the shed against the barn. That ole pig squealed like he was stuck, woke us up, and ‘fore we got out here, he herded all the animals out of the barn. Saved ‘em all! Thank the Lord!!”
“So that’s when he hurt his leg, huh, Fred?”
“No, Michael. He was fine. But later, my tractor hit a rock and rolled into the pond. Knocked me clean out. When I came to, that pig had dove in, dragged me out, and saved my life again. Thank the Lord!!”
“And that was when he hurt his leg?”
“Oh no, he was fine. Cleaned him up too.”
Finally, Pastor Jones asked, “Alright Fred… then how DID he get the wooden leg?”
Fred shook his head and said, “Well, Pastor… a pig like that, you don’t want to eat all at once.”
