Never say never

We had said we would never get a pig again.  

Well, we didn't.  We got two.  And, they are not pot-bellied.  They are full-on hog piglets and are three or four months old.  Two males.  Both castrated.  And, no tusk buds.  They should be ready come fall.

Back story.  The people we got them from were going to be homesteading much like we are, but the person they were buying the house from went into foreclosure without saying a word to them.  They are moving to an apartment while they regroup and apparently some apartment complexes have an issue with allowing farm animals living there.

The good news is they were raising the piglets for food and even named them Bacon and Pork Chop.  Translation:  No having to break the news about what the animals will be used for around here.

When we do bring the pigs in, we will put aside some meat for her.

In other news, the reading of the will was today.  There is very good news.  No estate, no probate.  That means all the medical bills that will be coming in (and some that has) we don't have to worry about.  The only bill that we have to pay is the funeral home.  While much of that has been pre-paid, there is still about $1300 that is still owed.  (This is not including the stunt that the cemetery in New York is trying to pull.)  

As for the rest of the will, the lawyer had said there really isn't anything worth fighting over and anything that was in the will is obsolete now.  It was never update so it had stuff in it that was no longer relevant.  Translation:  She had nothing financially speaking.  But that is not surprising.  Her prescriptions each month were well over $800.

What she did leave behind:  Grown children who will miss her, grandchildren who hardly got to know her, and memories that she has passed down in letters and recordings.