J.J.'s View

Sam is not the only boy in the house whose greatest hobby is lady-gazing. J.J. is Sam's neighbor (so is Francis, but J.J. pretty much rules the cage), and he's also quite dedicated to observing the latest activities across the way.

But there's just one obstacle.


A big-ass chair.

Well, its actually a child's chair...a human child's, which is gigantic compared to the pigs, so big-ass chair does apply in this wee world. J.J. is so intent, so dedicated to Lady Watching, but he doesn't notice or doesn't mind that this chair is right in front of him. What appeal does the chair have for him? Does it make it more of a challenge? Is it like a curtian in a burlesque show, where the site of a bare leg peeking around it, is enough to excite the spectators? Less is more?
Sam has figured out that the perfect viewing is between the chair and the water bottle, but perhaps he does not like to be teased as much as J.J. Sam is older. Low expectations are for the young.

A couple of years younger, J.J. hasn't realized that life is not enjoyed in small doses. Or small peepshows.