my muse

Hint: it's not a lamb.

For those of you who read about the fiery cock-killer, Sholeh, in my short story last week, I'd like to introduce a lady who was a big part of my inspiration. Meet: Erika (left- joined by Wesley and Tricia)

This woman is a bad ass to top all bad asses. That scene in the bar where she hog-kicked the dude in the ribs? That actually happened. Except this woman does not have a grandfather who is a hog farmer. This woman runs a hog farm by herself as well as raises sheep, chickens, ducks, rabbits, a llama is in there somehow and I think a couple of tarantulas. The photo up top shows me holding "Juli Lamb" who she midwifed on my birthday last year. Not only is she a self-made farmer, she can cook you a gourmet meal, knit you a sweater, play a song for you on her viola, teach you a thing or two about history and show you how to properly can the vegetables that she grew in her own garden. Oh yeah, and she speaks Japanese. Did I mention she has a day job as a jeweler? She might be the modern equivalent of a Renaissance man but while also looking great in a mini-skirt.

Anyway, enough about how amazing she is an how much I love her, I think that's pretty apparent by now. I want to introduce you to one of her latest adventures which was trying to teach a pig how to have sex. It is as hilarious and disgusting as it sounds and I can't recommend enough that you check it out: Pig Dicks and More.

I was straight-out belly laughing when I read that story and I don't think I will ever look at her pigs the same way again.

Bonus piglet picture:

(photo by Erika- because, of course, she is also great at photography)