abandoned house

 i was walking with kady and we saw that a house that had been filled to the brim with a fringe religious 'family' (a billion dirty kids, dozens of haggard and unsmiling 'wives' and only one bombastic and didactic man...) now looked to be empty. all the doors and windows were thrown wide open and there were large mountains of trash spilling from the windows and strewn about the yard. as we drew closer, it became obvious the 'trash' was actually just everything they had owned- most of it brand new. it looked like they had merely emptied the contents of the house out of every opening and then left into the night. as we walked around the house we could see into it and it was completely vacant. we examined pile after pile and were surprised to see that most of what had been discarded was name brand, higher-end merchandise; kitchen-aid appliances, hawkins and smith garden furniture, clothing (most with tags still on) from saks, neiman's and barney's. the biggest pile was a 7 foot ski slope (emanating from one of the higher windows) of jeans (all new and seemingly clean and unworn); levis capital e, seven for all mankind, ernest sewn, apo, gucci, escada.... the list was endless. for some reason, neither of us had the instinct to touch anything with our hands and instead were lifting the pant legs out of the pile with sticks like limp indigo spaghetti strands until we could see the brand. it was incredible that all these items were 'luxury' brands since all we had only ever seen the cult members wearing old, faded ugly flour sack-like coverings that obscured every detail of their body. kady and i looked at each other and i knew we were sharing the same creeped-out feeling. i poked the pile one more time and it began to undulate like denim water. as soon as the movement had subsided, kady poked it and this time the entire pile seemed to come alive. we both backed up- not yet ready to run because, well, what the hell WAS that? we stood far enough away that whatever was in the pile couldn't grab us and watched as the movement slowly calmed to one small roiling point on the very edge. kady and i looked at each other and without exchanging words were trying to decide whether to run or stay. suddenly something began to poke out from underneath the pile. kady and i grabbed hands, kind of crouched and not taking our eyes off the spot, turned our bodies away so that we could escape as soon as we had our curiosity satisfied. just as we were both losing courage to stand there one more second, a little pink pig snout poked out and started making cute little baby pig noises. we both ran to the pile and helped him out. he looked thin and hungry but seemed vigorous. as we examined him, we saw a giant worm sticking out of his chin. i used a leg from a pair of the jeans and tried to gently pull it out, but it just broke off and retreated back into his chin. we found a clean towel, wrapped him up and drove him to the vet. on the way we were both laughing and saying, 'well, i guess we have a pig now!'.