
Hi, it’s Piglet. I’m a friend of OneRiot’s (we met in a support group for pink things), and I asked them if I could write a blog post this week. They said yes, which was very nice, so I’m going to talk to you about Swine Flu. I just think it would be smart to clear up some stuff about pigs.

A long time ago, when Winnie and I were on all nine TV channels, there was another flu scare like this one. They made a public service announcement about it, which is kind of funny to watch now that those hairstyles are so outdated. You’d like it. The PSA was a nice thing to show people, because it helped them remember to not kiss people when they’re sick. But what it didn’t say was that the sickness was never pigs’ fault. It was the fault of one of my biggest (and littlest) fans.
I guess it doesn’t really matter whose fault it is – what really matters is that the people who are getting sick have someone nearby to feed them soup and popsicles. But even when there are fevers at stake, people (and pigs) should be treated fairly. After all, we’re getting sick too. The good news is that some people have started referring to this sickness as something other than Swine or Pig Flu, which is very nice of them, considering. It’s sad that the new name, H1N1, is such a mouthful, because not that many people are using it - about as many as have actually gotten sick (363 and counting!).

Even thought the actual number of people getting sick is very small, I still worry about catching H1N1 (you know me, always worrying). So a few times a day I check out these lists of symptoms to make sure I’m not coming down with anything. Then, if I’m still feeling worried, I go here. Teehee.
Anyway, I hope that if you are sick, you get better, and if you’re not sick that you stay that way. I also hope that we quit naming sicknesses after animals, and name them after Heffalumps instead. See, that sounds terrifying - like it should.
Love,
Piglet
PS: Wash your hands.
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