The reds were a different clan altogether, not as vicious, and what made things in their camp better was the fact that there were quite a few hens between the lot. But as they also grew into adulthood, and the Kuk-kuks started realizing that there were hens amongst them, the black clouds of unrest started showing, as the Kuk-kuks would try to cut the hens off from the cocks, and as the reds were a wee bit slower of wit than the Kuk-kuks, it would take some time before they realized that their hens were being abused behind the outbuildings, and another fight would break out, in which there was usually a few serious casualties.
Jan had started building again as he wanted to buy some piglets from a friend, and I was very interested in also getting one.
The Piglet arrived one morning early, and I don't think that he was at all impressed by his new home, as he put up a show that I think roused the sleeping Haarlem with a nasty bang! He was the cutest little thing with his pink snout and ears, and as he had to be still suckled a few times a day, the kids thought him their personal toy, but he would not have any of it, preferring one of the grown-ups to give him his milk.
It was decided to name him Kevin Bacon, which sounded a bit macabre to me, but Jan explained that they thought it a suitable name, as it would remind them all the time that the pig was meant to become bacon in the future!
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