Pig? Pig? Where?

I did a viewing at a property in Abingdon today which we have described as much like a Volvo from the nineties: boxy but big inside with loads of storage space.

It is a true maisonette with two floors and stairs inside to get up stairs to bed. It isn't on the ground floor, it starts on the first floor. As such it doesn't have a garden but it does have a large kind of roof terrace.

I was leaving this maisonette when I heard some snuffling and thought that I could hear a dog next door sniffing to see if I had a bone in my sock or something, but no!



It was a pig. Who on earth keeps a pig in a maisonette?