12 Baby Boars Follow Owner for 13 Mile Ride
Mr. Lee has loved animals all his life and has had many pets. He started keeping wild boars a few years ago and now he has about 30 of them including 12 baby boars that were born 4 months ago and weigh about 13 lbs each.
About 2 months ago, Lee noticed that every time he opened the door, the baby boars would all head for the door acting like they really want to go out and see the world, so he decided to ride his bicycle and let them follow him out for a walk.
The first time out on the street, the baby boars were frightened by the cars and were scared to move. Second time out when they were a few miles away from home, one baby boar was chased away by a stray dog that came out of nowhere and disappeared. Luckily, the baby boar found his way home around 9PM later that night. But after one week, not only did they get used to cars they also fell in love with the walk. Now rain or shine every day, Mr. Lee would ride his scooter with his dozen baby boars following right behind for an one hour 13 miles walk ( i don’t even know if that’s possible for those short legged babies unless they can fly but hey I’m just a reporter!) They would take a couple breaks along the walk and Lee would feed baby boars guava as treats.
Led by the smallest one, the baby boars would follow Lee right behind his wheel and they would form into either a line or a row depends on the street or the traffic. Wherever they go they cause a scene, people on the street would follow them trying to snap pictures of them and even made offers to buy the baby boars because they are just too cute.
Lee even trained them that when he says lay down, the baby boars would all lay down. Also when they are out, not only did all baby boars stay with the group and not wander off on its own, they’ve also learned to stop for red lights! Aren’t they smart?!?
They’re chasing him. They probably just want to gnaw his feet down to the bones.
OM.NOM,NOM,NOM
only when they are hungry and he forgets to feed them guava treats!
I bet it tickles when they get down to the ankle meats
Many, many years ago I had a cute little pet pig. Guess I don’t remember him to well but I still have the pictures to prove he existed. I must have been about 5 years old at the time. When I was about 12 I came across the pictures of me and the cute little pig one day and I asked granddad what every happened to him. Never forgot his wise words, “he grew up and we ate him”. I remember say, oh—and then walking away. I always loved fresh pork sausage and bacon.
that story kinda reminds me of myself eight years ago when i lived at a cheap ass hotel. i always had a congo line of rats and roaches following me around whenever i went out.
Have you applied at the weekly world news?
No, it’s out of print.
NO WAY!!!