Okay, so this happened.

I'm driving home after the gym, and I see a pig (yes, a pig!) running down the street on Giles East. I pull over in my car, and am running down the street after her in my shorts, because I didn't want her to get hit. People are stopping and laughing and taking pictures. Of the pig, not me, I think. I coax her over, and a guy stops to help and calls the humane society.

She let me pet her and gave my leg kisses. She may have also received some pieces of Taloola Cafe's chocolate garbanzo cake while we were waiting, (we also had a nice chat) and in order to get a leash around her when the humane society picked her up. She also tried to drink my coffee.

If you're missing your pork chop, call the Humane Society.