Lost pig is found!

One of our neighbors, Martin (or maybe Jose), about two miles down the road, found Harley and had him penned. We went and got him this morning and that was interesting. Did I mention how hard pigs are to catch? Fortunately, Martin seemed to know more than we do and tied up one of Harley's legs and used that as a leash, guiding him to our SUV. Unfortunately, Martin spoke very little English, and we very little Spanish, so there was a communication barrier we all seemed to feel. But, in the end, Richard and Martin picked the heavy pig up and put him in the back of our Kia. Harley is now  back in with Chloe, looking none too happy about it. I think he really enjoyed his freedom.