I spent the next couple of hours gathering rocks, heavy pieces of wood, and iron, and everything I could find to pack right around the pig's pen. I was amazed to see Kevin Bacon lift the iron safety door so easily, and knew I had to just keep that pig in for two more days, when Jan would be back.
I was starting to wonder if he could maybe miss his people, as he had only once before came out, and that was only because Mobi had made a nice big hole in the fence. But this time he was adamant to come out, and went to great trouble to lift and push away all the barriers I had gathered to fortify the fence with.
My hands joints were aching from carrying all that heavy rocks that I fouund lying along the road where the scraper had pushed them, and my hands were rough and full of cuts when at last I had managed to pack huge stones all along the fence. Inbetween this I had to tend to the baby, as Andreas kept on waking him with his screaming, pacify the child who was so scared that I would also go away and leave him, and above this I had to cope with the irate villagers who kept on bringing Mobi back. My nerves were worn very thin indeed, so I looked for Mobi's leash and tied him to a pole in front of my house, where I could keep an eye on him, and hoped that the rope would keep him in for a little while.
So after dashing up to my house to see that baby Emil was ok, and to hug Andreas and tell him to keep an eye on Mobi, just to take his mind of being alone while I finished my mammoth job, and at last satisfied that a bally elephant would not get out of the sty, I went home to have a rest before tackling the task of getting the pig back in.
There was no sign of Mobi, the rope lying chewed off on the concrete, and poor Andreas was crying his heart out because he couldn't stop him! So I had to first sit with him for a while until he had calmed down, then I had a strong cuppa before I mixed some veggies and rice that I had cooked the day before, and I tried very hard to get up the courage to get the pig, who was still reeking devastation in Jan's veggie garden back in.
I had decided not to try and lure Kevin into his sty by holding the bowl of food under his nose, as I would be in Jan's yard where I had no hope of running if the pig tried to bite me again,there being too many trees and plants. So I went around the sty to the bottom, and stood on the outside, calling for Kevin to come and have his lovely dinner in the nicest voice I could conjure up at that stage. As I was out of Andreas's eyesight, he had started yelling and crying again, and I just started crying myself as well, and couldn't stop.
I think all the misery of the past four weeks just erupted!
The bally pig had decided to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to my callings, as he was having the time of his life destroying Jan's garden, and I wanted him back in before nothing was left, and on top of that, I had to feed the other animals.After I had made myself just about voiceless with calling for the 'dear piggy' to come see what lovely fare I had, it dawned on me that I would have to after all go into the yard, and lure him with the bowl of food again!So after having given the baby his bottle,  I had another cuppa while building up courage!!