Jan and Rene left early, before the sun had risen above the mountains, and I stood watching them go with fear and trepidation. I didn't want them not to go, so I never told him that running after the dog was very tiring, but more than that, I was scared of the ugly Kevin Bacon, who always looked at me with his small pink eyes, sizing me up as if for a nice meal!
But Jan had spent the whole of the previous day fixing the fence, putting in reinforcements, and I prayed fervently that at least Mobi would stay in for a day or two before he found another weak spot, and escape to pester his village playmates who wanted nothing better than for us to get rid of the dog. As he was still so young, we hoped that he would become a bit calmer after he was neutered, and learned a bit of restraint.
That first day actually went very well. But the second  day started off not well at all! The baby woke up at six, and was dried, and fed, and after burping him he went right back to sleep, and I could then sit down with a well earned cuppa. Andreas had also just woke up, and as he also loved his tea, I had made him a cup also before I sat down to enjoy mine.
But that was not to be, as I had just took my first delightful sip, when Kevin Bacon started screaming as if he was being tortured, and I spilled my nice and well earned tea all over me, and legged it to see what on earth could be the matter.I also made out Mobi's voice, and I could hear that he was enjoying a lovely game with the pig, but then he started whining, and when I got to the pig's pen, it was a very scared Mobi, and a highly traumatized pig that was reeking havock in the mud, as it had rained the previous night, and was still drizzling.
Mobi had found a weak spot in the fencing of the pen, and what started as a nice game, was now a matter of life and death, as the pig was definitely not playing, and Mobi had at last grabbed the fact, but in his fear he couldn't find the opening he made to go in.
Worrying about Andreas, who was standing in the rain with his casts getting wet, enquiring in a thin, hysterical voice where I was, I made my way to the gate, where the enraged pig was screaming obscenities at the dog in a voice that I was sure could be heard a hundred kilometers away, so I had to try and entice him away from there, so that I could open the gate for Mobi to get out.
I told Andreas shortly to stop his caterwauling, and go inside, as I was going back with some food to get the pig away from the gate so that the dog could escape! My temper and patience by that time was not good, as I knew that a hellish nine days were waiting on me, but I could see that the child was absolutely frantic from fear to be left alone. I felt so bad afterwards, but I had to shock him a bit, as his casts were  quite soggy, and the hospital one hundred and forty kilometers away, and if they got any wetter, it would have had to be replaced, so I told him that I relied on him to watch the baby till I was back.