Over in Perry Co., about 30 yrs. ago, we had some relatives visiting from Detroit. One day some of the youngun's come yollering to the grown-ups. "Come see what we found in the hog pen; oh come quick!" Afraid it might be one of the ole local copperheads or such, all went running to the hog pen. Arriving amid the excited younguns and seeing nothing wrong, they asked, "What is it you've found?" Pulling them over aways for better look, the younguns said, "Look, we've found a whole bunch of hog eggs!" Some ole hen had laid a bunch of eggs behind a trough in the pen.