

Everyone told Dumpy La Rue that pigs don't dance. But Dumpy knew better. He closed his eyes and twirled to the tune inside his head. The whole barnyard gathered around, and soon hooves were stomping, wings were flapping, and feet were stamping out a beat.Elizabeth Winthrop's...

He's a porker with passion,
a dancing fool, a pig with rhythm-
this breaks every rule,
said the normally reticent mule.
