Oh how I adored Mathilda. She was just a teensy bit bigger than the miniature pet piglet I had anticipated. Yes, the breeders were kind enough to show me her parents who were also just a teensy bit bigger than the miniature pigs I’d read about. It was explained to me that there was a slight difference between miniature pigs and pet pigs but I was too smitten to care. Husband, Son and I had travelled three hours to get her, so I ignored Son’s “she’s a bit bigger than the photo in the article you showed me, Mum!” and Husband’s “couldn’t we get a miniature something-else?” and we brought her home. The above picture is of her second day with us (the first day is another story).
Okay, so, after a few months, and several hundreds of kilos of wheat, Mathilda started to look a little on the big side. I didn’t notice, but many of our friends did and would make rather unfortunate comments about her size. “What a cute tea-cup pig you have there” was one of the cruellest, however I learned to laugh these remarks off because, well, she was still Mathilda and I still adored her.
Alas, Mathilda outgrew our pigpen and our garden and became a bit restless so we eventually sold her to a local farmer who had a boar of the same breed (not miniature), so now she is happily frolicking and procreating in proper pig paddocks. But I miss her – my Mathilda.
That’s when we decided to get some birds. Birds are relatively small.
jmgoyder 
Very well written! Top stuff makes me even miss Mathilda!
Good to know, Son!
Yep definitely not a teacup pig! has she had babies yet? My friends had an Annie and Clarabelle. The lady who rented our house in Walpole often met one on her daily walk along Hunter rd.
Oh how deceitful the heart can be when love is in the air! Meg
Mathilda actually wasn’t that big – I mean not as big as a meat pig!
did vegemite turn out to be miniature?
Put it this way; she was a bit more miniature than Mathilda. I’ll post that story today!