Pig doesn't need help

"Pig, do you have grass?” Cow said.

“No, but In my backyard, there are garlic chives. They are long,” I said.

“I’m hungry. Can you give me some?”

“Sure.”

After eating, cow told, “My master is not at home. He forgot to leave food to me.”

I wagged, “Uh huh, I see.”

“As an animal it is not easy. When humans don't give us food, we will suffer.”

“Why don't you make food by yourself?”

“We are animals. We have to have a master and our masters are human.”

“I think differently. I want to be a master of myself.”

“You are born smart.”

“No, man.” I shook my head. “Life teaches me.” 

“How can you do it?”

“Easy. Everyone in the world survives on food. I just thought of what food would survive me. Vegetables, of course. Then I grew them. Now they are all in my yard.”

Pig isn't afraid of ghosts

“Do you believe in ghosts?” Cow asked.

“Fifty percent,” I said.

“Are you afraid of the ghosts?”

“No, I'm not. I’m afraid of humans.”

“Why?”

“Because the ghost doesn't eat pig, but humans do.”

Cow nodded its head, “You're right.”

Better born as a pig

“Hey pig, we should go to pray today to make us born as a human next life,” duck said.
“No, I don't want to be a human,” I said.

“Why?”
“I don't see humans as good. They like to lie, cheat and change the truth.”
Duck shrank eyes, “Really?”
“Yes, don't you see their society is in chaos? It's because they think ugly, they speak untruth, they do bad deeds. Their lives are miserable because of their own selves. I better stay as a pig. Free and peaceful,” I said proudly.

Who says pig is naive

It was a dark night. There was a sound of wolf howling from the north, but I didn’t run into the house; I laid my back on the lounge in the front yard.

The crow flew to perch on a branch of the tree in front of my house. She looked at me then looked at the direction where the howling sound appeared, back and forth.

“Are you not afraid?” Crow said. “The wolf is coming to you.”

“Let it come,” I said.

The howling sound was nearer and nearer. I still sat in the lounge with no fear on my face. Then the howling stopped.

The crow flew, then she came back and said, “The wolf came but he left. He saw you got a dog. I think he will not come back for a quite long period.”

“Oh,” I said.

“Where do you get the dog? I think it is big or its house would not be huge and tall like this,” the crow said.

I didn't say a word but gave a smile to her. I took a cup of warm water to drink. My eyes were looking at the glow of fireflies in the jungle before my house.

Actually there was no dog. It was an empty dog’s house I took from the house of a human who I had worked for many years ago.