So there was a farmer, mid class, about forty years old. He worked hard, and in today's tough economy didn't do great, but he supported his family. Well one day, this farmer wakes up to the sound of the crowrooster, gets ready for his day and walks out into the pasture. He is immediately surprised to see one of his horses galloping freely. As he walks closer he stops, because for some reason there is a pig riding said horse. The farmer is stunned, how did this pig even get up on said horse? One of the farmer's lone workers calls him, and while the pig/horse situation is interesting, he has work to do. He goes off and forgets about the horse.
After eating his lunch, the farmer goes out and sees the horse and the pig again. By this point, he is stunned. Not only is this situation bizarre to begin with, but this is nearly seven hours later and the duo shows no signs that they have taken a break. Again, however, the farmer is called away, like I said, he is a very busy man.
Following his dinner of fried chicken and mashed potatoes (the farmer's favorite) he recalls the horse. He walks outside and although he cannot see them, he can hear the horse galloping. He squints to hopefully catch sight of them, but to no avail. He hears them drawing closer however and shortly, he sees the duo, same as before. Without even a call, the horse comes up to the farmer and stops dead before him. The farmer doesn't know what to do. For what seems like forever, the farmer stares dead into the horse's eyes, but after what could have been hours, the farmer walks around to the side of the horse, takes the pig off of his back, takes the horse to his stall, and goes to sleep.