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dotinthesky) wrote2005-04-08 09:30 pm
dotinthesky) wrote2005-04-08 09:30 pm
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Hungry Brasilian Pigs
My grandmother's uncle, Tião, came over tonight with his wife to visit us. When it was time to leave, he got scared of Tony (one of our dogs) attacking him. So I had to go outside and hold Tony while he ran to his car.
When we came inside, my mom told me that Tião never used to be afraid of dogs or any other kind of animal, until two years ago. Back then, he used to go to the sty every morning to feed the pigs. One day, while he was inside the sty feeding the pigs, one of the larger ones attacked him. He got the entire length of one of his arms chewed and ripped by the pig. He almost didn't make it out.
It was a Sunday and all the women in the family were sitting in the farm house. They saw him come running down the hill, blood all over his body.
When we came inside, my mom told me that Tião never used to be afraid of dogs or any other kind of animal, until two years ago. Back then, he used to go to the sty every morning to feed the pigs. One day, while he was inside the sty feeding the pigs, one of the larger ones attacked him. He got the entire length of one of his arms chewed and ripped by the pig. He almost didn't make it out.
It was a Sunday and all the women in the family were sitting in the farm house. They saw him come running down the hill, blood all over his body.
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