Moving livestock ~ from sister Linda

On my porch there lived a pig. He had outgrown the bathtub. [You missed the pre-story about why Stanley lives at their house, suffice to say…he does.] When I went to feed him one morning he almost flew out of upper door of his porch pen.  I told my husband “Dear, we need to move the pig to the barn”.
“Yes Dear, I will get that water fixed to down there tomorrow”. 3 weeks later, the pig,
growing by leaps and bounds, was still on the porch. The water was still not arriving at the barn when the faucet was turned on.
I said to my husband, “WE NEED TO MOVE THAT PIG THIS WEEKEND.  One of you
will be sleeping at the barn by Sunday night!!!” OK, so I make idle threats.  And he makes idle promises.
By Monday evening, the pig was in the barn along with another young pig to keep him company. By later Monday evening, the pig was back on the porch, but the companion pig was still in the barn.
TUESDAY, our hired hand and I spent all morning pig proofing the pen. We thought. Moved the pig back down there and went up to the house when my husband came home for lunch. “Oh yeah, pig is in the barn with other pig, they can’t get out now.”
Looked out the window, oh no, there comes both pigs to the house, followed by a triumphant dog.  I go out and lock both pigs easily in the box on the porch. Throw
dogs in my house. Hired hand and I spend more hours in rain working on pen REALLY making it pig proof this time.  Then we take the tractor and move entire box pen from porch to inside barn pen. Open door and let pigs play. All is well. Now we just need water (other than the rain). Spend another couple hours (complete with quick run to hardware store) setting up tank of water with automatic waterer sticking through wall of pen so pigs can drink. Finally around 4:00PM, thoroughly drenched, project is complete.
Looks a bit like Treefort Technology, but it works. During the last hour of our struggles, husband comes home, sits down to watch Olympics.
Asks my son, “What are they doing down there?”
Son replies, “fixing the water, thought you were going to do that.”
“Heck no, I am not getting in their way, now”.  (CHICKEN!!!)
2 days later, pigs still in pen. All well.