Chauncey Pig…Winter Is Coming

Hello Everyone,


I’m the infamous Chauncey Pig lying on my soft pillow…yes, the one whose favorite cookie is “Nutter Butters”.  

You may have read my Nutter Butter story on a previous blog.


I just moved into my new house that was painted barn red.  

Now, one thing you probably didn’t know about us “pigs” is we like to do yard work and we, also, like to keep a tidy house.  

For the life of me, I don’t understand why pigs are said to be messy although we do like our mud puddles.


chaunceymudpuddle(Me this summer in the duck mud pond)

I have a green turtle bathtub where I take my bath if it is a warm day.greenturtlesb

I moved at the end of summer right next door to Autumn Gold’s round house. 


Autumn Gold makes me warm oatmeal in the mornings with coconut oil…my second favorite food next to Nutter Butter cookies.

Autumn Gold

I love living next to Autumn Gold.

I watch her come and I watch her go and I always smile while my tail wags to and fro.


About Gabrielle

Gabrielle brings me special treats like hash browns and eggs, zucchini casseroles, and treats from the garden that have been picked especially for me.  She talks to me from her Rapunzel Window when I am in my yard…she says, “Hi, Chauncey Pig…then I wag my tail, look up and smile.

Remember Jimmy Dean, my pig friend who left back aways and went to “Pig Heaven”?



 Well I live now where he lived before he left.


There is a maple tree in my yard and if you look really close in the film made of me that is posted here, you will see another friend of mine looking out the window named “Boo”.

boo1  “Boo” is a big white cat that someone dropped off here when he was a kitten.  

I guess you might say “Boo” was an orphan kitty.  

Gabrielle found him one day but she could never catch him.  

She fed him everyday until Boo decided to move in with our little chihuahua friends named Kimi, Gris, Bro, and Yogi.

Boo ate so much food (he loved dog food, too) that he got too fat to get  out of the chihuahua pen.  

So, Gabrielle kept feeding him and petting him until one day, she was able to pick him up.  

She took him to live with Vajra Bodie because Vajra wanted a cat friend very very much.  

Boo loves everyone…dogs, cats, pigs, birds…and he loved Vajra from the moment he met him.

vajrafindsboo Boo now lives with his best cat friend, Vajra Bodie, in the big red house near my small red house that sits in Autumn Gold’s yard.   That’s Vajra above looking for Boo in the Tidy Cat Box.

Boo and Bodie are fast friends who have a job in the house catching mice together.  

As Boo and Bodie watch me through their window, I can just imagine their thoughts like “why do pigs work so hard instead of laying in the sun, looking out the window lazing the day away like we do?” 

Cats are kind of laid back and are not much on putting houses together or keeping them tidy.  

In the words of Chauncey, the only thing they know about the word “tidy” is that their litter box is filled with “Tidy Cat”. 


LOPL (Lots of Pig Laughter)

I should have my house ready for winter very soon as you will see me gathering all kinds of straw, flowers, and feathers to make me a nice soft, warm bed.  See me wiggle my tail to and fro…making a warm bed makes me happy…I’m on the go.


I will be watching for Winter White to arrive.


Hope you have a great Autumn Time and I will write to you again this Spring.


Much Piggy Hearts and Love,

Chauncey Pig



Sunset picture

Today the Clock of Seasons points to “Autumn Gold and the Harvest Time” which has now officially begun.

 Humpty Dumpty is barely sitting on the “Wall”…


It is a time now that Humpty Dumpty begins “his” great fall…

for the truth is the “he is in she”, the “male is in female”, the man is in woman, and the “her is in teacher”.

Contemplate and Consider in order to fully understand.

There was a poem written by Autumn Gold back seasons ago…

It was a poem that was meant to show…all the children…

a Dream of the Mother for her Child…

But, the children don’t dream yet…most still  scream and go wild.

Autumn Gold is ready for the “harvest” to begin…the game then will be “find Winter White” in order to win.


This song written for the children by the Mother afar…the Power Child Song…”You Came from A Star”…

You Came from A Star

It is time now for the children to “stop screaming”…

For the children who listen, they will “begin dreaming”…

Autumn Gold has decided to share her poem just in case you listen…

For the Mother’s words to her children always glisten…

Mother’s Dream To Her Child

Be still and know within, this is My Dream, Child…

Catch the scent of my fragrant rose, feel My gentle caress in the breeze against your skin…

This is My Dream.

Peace rests within the quiet hum of each Present Moment, the playful ways of the curious kitten, the vibrant hues of My Magenta Sunrise, the scattering of seeds in Springtime, to the growth of all life in Summer, the harvest of bounty in Autumn, and the rest in Winter snow.

This, too, is My Dream.

Be still, take notice, lest you miss it.

My greatest gift is You, to experience Myself through You, Child, and you to experience life through Me.

In Spring I dream forth life into being from seeds sown below ground.

In Summer I dream into being great abundance as I care for all my children.

In Harvest time my Bounty is my Gift to You.

Winter’s snow is My great white dream play of “death of the old”, so all dreams may be reborn and come forth once more.

Be Still and Know within My Dream, my Children.


One last thing to remember as everything changes now and is gone with the wind…

“The Mother and Child Reunion is only a motion away”.


“Mother And Child Reunion” 


No I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day
But the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine

I can’t for the life of me
Remember a sadder day
I know they say let it be
But it just don’t work out that way
And the course of a lifetime runs
Over and over again

No I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day
But the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine

I just can’t believe It’s so
Though it seems strange to say
I never been laid so low
In such a mysterious way
And the course of a lifetime runs
Over and over again

But I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day
When the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away

Oh the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away
Oh the mother and child reunion
Is only a moment away