There have been too many arguments between the parents and children of Erebor and the Iron Hills about the appropriateness of boars as pets. (“But the King has one! Her name is Buttercup! Why can’t I get one?” “For the thousandth time, NO!”)

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Now I’m imagining Beri and Genild having this argument together, with Jeri chiming in (and the Stonehelm totally and firmly on the Pig side of the argument and egging it on.)

Eventually Beri and Genild compromise on the pet issue, and get an Iron Hills goat. It’s stubborn and ornery and eats everything in sight, and is 1000x more trouble than a pig ever would be.

Beri loves the thing, and it loves her back. It is full of fiery hatred for everyone else.

Genild is resigned and grumbly about it. “I SAID WE OUGHT TO GET A PIG, DIDN’T I?” There are a lot of comments about garlic these days.

(Jeri doesn’t sleep over at their mums’ place too often anymore. Something about being woken up by a pair of square yellow eyes…)