Posted Jul 27, 2014
Manola was a gift from my father. My brother and I were so excited, we both love animals and we never owned a pig. My family is from Spain so all of my pets had weird names. My mother named it Manola. For us it was like a puppy even a female border collie that we had back then adopted like hers. Each time somebody rand the doorbell Manola ran to the front door and "barked" like the dogs. After a year Manola was not anymore a "puppy" and it became a very big pig, it used to play with us and pushed us to the floor. It was a very strong animal. Definitely I will own a pig again but not in a house!