Six Hogs in Corn LbNA #10505
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Add Location| Owner: | Funhog
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| Plant date: | Aug 28, 2004 |
| Location: | |
| City: | Bend |
| County: | Deschutes |
| State: | Oregon |
| Boxes: | 1 |
| Found by: | Talking Dog |
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| Last found: | Apr 25, 2009 |
| Status: | FFFFFFFFFFFFa |
| Last edited: | Aug 28, 2004 |
Reported missing 4/12
To the park:
At the intersection of HWY 20 and O B Riley Road in Tumalo, go south on O B Riley. Turn right at Tumalo Res. Road and then take the first left on Johnson Rd. Follow Johnson road to Shevlin Park on the right.
To the letterbox:
It was a glorious summer afternoon and I decided to end the day with a stroll at Shevlin Park. I had heard that there was a lost puppy in this beautiful park and I was worried that he’d never be found. I knew that some kind soul had left some doggie treats for him but I didn’t want the little guy to go hungry! Pigs hate being hungry and figured puppies felt the same...
I headed down the paved road but I found myself getting mighty thirsty and a wee bit hungry. Soon I came to a sign telling me to CHUG D TRUFFLE. Pigs love truffles but what was this? some kind of new mushroom flavored sport drink? I was game but I had no idea where to find this exotic brew. Continuing up the road, I soon came to a big yellow sign saying OWLS. I knew these birds weren’t near as smart as swine but were supposed to be pretty wise. If I met up with one, maybe he could tell me where to go.
Luck was with me because a little farther down the road I found my owl. Not only was I hopeful that he could help me find my way to refreshments but he was sitting on top of the very best sign of all. This one said, SIX HOGS IN CORN! Corn? Yum! Needless to say, I was in hog heaven... I asked the wise bird if he knew where to find this incredible feast and my porcine pals. He lifted a wing and pointed across the river. I scampered to the other side as fast as my little trotters could carry me and took a right on a rocky lava path.
Just ahead was the perfect spot for a huge pignic. A kindly fellow named Fred was standing nearby taking care of the place. I asked him if he’d seen the six hogs and he answered in the affirmative. He looked over his right shoulder and said, “They went that way.” Sure enough, I walked twenty-nine steps up the dirt path and found my brethren just to the left hidden under a flat stone and a piece of dead wood.
(Incidentally, I found the little puppy curled up, warm and dry, not the least bit hungry. He wagged his tail when I showed up because he was a bit lonely. He absolutely loves visitors.)
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To the park:
At the intersection of HWY 20 and O B Riley Road in Tumalo, go south on O B Riley. Turn right at Tumalo Res. Road and then take the first left on Johnson Rd. Follow Johnson road to Shevlin Park on the right.
To the letterbox:
It was a glorious summer afternoon and I decided to end the day with a stroll at Shevlin Park. I had heard that there was a lost puppy in this beautiful park and I was worried that he’d never be found. I knew that some kind soul had left some doggie treats for him but I didn’t want the little guy to go hungry! Pigs hate being hungry and figured puppies felt the same...
I headed down the paved road but I found myself getting mighty thirsty and a wee bit hungry. Soon I came to a sign telling me to CHUG D TRUFFLE. Pigs love truffles but what was this? some kind of new mushroom flavored sport drink? I was game but I had no idea where to find this exotic brew. Continuing up the road, I soon came to a big yellow sign saying OWLS. I knew these birds weren’t near as smart as swine but were supposed to be pretty wise. If I met up with one, maybe he could tell me where to go.
Luck was with me because a little farther down the road I found my owl. Not only was I hopeful that he could help me find my way to refreshments but he was sitting on top of the very best sign of all. This one said, SIX HOGS IN CORN! Corn? Yum! Needless to say, I was in hog heaven... I asked the wise bird if he knew where to find this incredible feast and my porcine pals. He lifted a wing and pointed across the river. I scampered to the other side as fast as my little trotters could carry me and took a right on a rocky lava path.
Just ahead was the perfect spot for a huge pignic. A kindly fellow named Fred was standing nearby taking care of the place. I asked him if he’d seen the six hogs and he answered in the affirmative. He looked over his right shoulder and said, “They went that way.” Sure enough, I walked twenty-nine steps up the dirt path and found my brethren just to the left hidden under a flat stone and a piece of dead wood.
(Incidentally, I found the little puppy curled up, warm and dry, not the least bit hungry. He wagged his tail when I showed up because he was a bit lonely. He absolutely loves visitors.)
NOTE: Please do not enter this box into any database. Contact me directly to report on its status ©