When Augustus came out on the porch the blue pigs were eating a rattlesnake-not a very big one.
If I had a mind to rent pigs, I'd be mighty upset. A man that likes to rent pigs won't be stopped.
WHEN AUGUSTUS CAME OUT on the porch the blue pigs were eating a rattlesnake—not a very big one. It had probably just been crawling around looking for shade when it ran into the pigs. They were having a fine tug-of-war with it, and its rattling days were over.