Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a swineherd in Podcetrtek is no joke. I woke up thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day, ya know? But nah, life had other plans.
So, I’m out on the street, right? Just me and my pigs, cruisin’ down the main drag, Cesta na Grad. It’s a nice street, lined with trees and all that jazz. But then, bam! I see this dude, totally trippin’ over his own feet. Like, c’mon man, it’s not that hard to walk! I almost laughed out loud. Almost.
Then I hit up the market on Trg svobode. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, fruits, and of course, the pigs were like, “Yo, where’s our snack?” I’m like, “Chill, guys, we’ll get to the good stuff.” But then, I see this lady selling these amazing pastries. I mean, they looked like they were made by angels or somethin’. I had to get one.
So, I’m munchin’ on this pastry, right? And it’s heavenly. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, knocks into me, and my pastry goes flying! I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, like, “Nooooo!” It was like slow-mo. I was ready to throw down. But then I see the kid’s face—he’s all wide-eyed and sorry. I couldn’t stay mad. Kids, man.
After that, I decided to take a stroll by the Sotla River. It’s beautiful there, especially in the afternoon sun. I sat on a bench, just chillin’, watchin’ the water flow. Then I thought about how lucky I am to live in Podcetrtek. It’s small, but it’s got heart.
But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud noise. I look up, and it’s a bunch of tourists takin’ selfies. Like, seriously? You’re in Podcetrtek, not Paris! But hey, whatever floats their boat, right? I just shook my head and went back to my thoughts.
Later, I had to head back to the farm. My pigs were probably wonderin’ where I was. I took the back roads, you know, the ones that are all bumpy and stuff. I love those roads. They remind me of my childhood, runnin’ around with my friends.
But then, I hit a pothole. Ugh! My whole body jolted. I was like, “Great, just what I needed!” I swear, Podcetrtek’s roads could use some work.
Finally, I got home, and my pigs were all like, “Dude, where you been?” They were starvin’! I fed them, and they were happy. Pigs are the best, man. They don’t judge you. They just want food and love.
As the sun set, I sat on my porch, thinkin’ about the day. It was wild, emotional, and full of surprises. Podcetrtek, you crazy little town, you never cease to amaze me. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So yeah, that was my day. Just another day in the life of a swineherd. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!