[@ImportantNobody] [i]A pig cut through the air like a fuzzy guided missile set to strike Nillie in the kidneys as she checked the dog. Suddenly the number of pigs had increased to thirteen (minus the dead one that had assumedly struck her), and they were careening far and wide through the air above the cul-de-sac, no longer grouped together. Squeaks rose and fell as they sped about like little Supermans![/i]