Pig on the Roof

The town of Nijar, in the Spanish province of Almeria is on the way to San Jose if you are travelling from the North to South.

We' stopped off for a drink and a bite to eat and since we weren't in a hurry to get anywhere we had a bit of a wander around the town.

Whilst we were ambling the cobbled narrow streets, I spied a sight you don't see every day.

A pig on a roof!

The piglet looked down at us as we looked up at it. A friend once said to me that holidays are all about ice creams and photo opportunities. Well I took the opportunity to shoot our little porcine friend with my lens.

A small crowd of gathered to admire and wonder at the piglet with heavenly aspirations.

"Como ha subido alli?" - How did it get up there? "No lo se". I don't know.

The piglet became increasingly inquisitive and tip-trottered toward the edge of the roof to see what all the pink hairy headed creatures were looking at.

Piggy stepped a bit to far, lost his trottering and toppled over the edge falling about 15 feet and then bouncing a foot.

The pig was significantly more stunned by his fall than I was by the surprise of seeing him fall. I grabbed him by his pork chops and asked one of the kids who was standing by if they knew his owner. They said they did. The owner shortly arrived on the scene so I handed over Mr Bacon Sandwich, feeling quite smug and humoured about the whole incident. The piglet had been saved.

We went on our way, and later on we re-encounter the piglet in the arms of a burly long haired Spaniard who dutifully informed us that piggy was in for a roasting that evening.

At least he would be extra tender. Cochinillo al horno.