And he took the little pink pig home and shut him up in a pen. "I do not want to be shut up. Please let me out," said the little pink pig. But the man did not let him out. It was not a nice pen, and the little pig got all muddy and dirty in it. He wished he was at home in his own little house with his mama, and his spotted brothers and sisters. [Illustration: "THE BIG RED THING TOSSED THE LITTLE PINK PIG IN THE AIR."] He ran round and round till he found a little hole in the fence. He was such a tiny pig that he squeezed through the hole and got out, though he had a hard time, for the buttons on his jacket got caught, and he could hardly get loose. He did not know which way to go to find his home, but he ran as fast as he could to get away from the pen. He ran through a fence into a big place where there was plenty of grass. There were some very big red things in there, and one saw the little pig and ran after him. "Oh, dear!" said the little pink pig (only he was not pink any more because he was all covered with mud), "are you a big pig?" The big red thing shook its head and said "Moo!" and tossed the little pig up in the air. The little pig fell on the ground with a hard bump. He lay still till the red thing went away. Then he got up and ran as fast as he could. He ran out in the road, and right into a black and white speckled thing with two legs. The speckled thing puffed up and said "Squawk!" The little pig ran as fast as he could because he thought the speckled thing was chasing him. But it wasn't. The little pig did not know where he was running, and he did not have time to find out. The first thing he knew he almost ran into a lot of two-legged things. They had big yellow mouths. [Illustration: "'HISS!' IT SAID, AND IT NIPPED THE LITTLE PIG'S LEG."] One of them said "Hiss-ss!" and ran out and nipped the little pig's hind leg. The little pig squealed and ran the other way. "Oh, dear!" he thought, "if I ever get back to my mama, I will never try to go down the big road again, till she teaches me what these queer things are." Just then he found himself in front of his own little house with the white fence around it. He ran into the house and told his mama everything that had happened to him. "Oh, mama," he said, "what was the black and white thing?" [Illustration: "THE SPECKLED THING PUFFED UP AND SAID 'SQUAWK!'"] "It was a dog," she said. "Dogs sometimes chase little pigs." "Oh, mama," he said, "a man found me in his cornfield and put me in a pen." "You must keep out of cornfields," said mama. "People do not like pigs in their cornfields." "Oh, mama, what was the big red thing with sharp things on top of its head?" "It was a cow," said mama. "You should not go where cows are till you are big enough to keep out of their way." "Oh, mama, what was the speckled thing that puffed up and said 'Squawk?'" "It was a hen," said mama. "She was not chasing you, she was only going to the other side of the road."