Does each generation have its own bugaboos? Back when I was a teen, there were so many stories about killer bees. They were coming from Brazil to get us. A hapless scientist imported some African bees to Brazil because they were known to be good workers. Bad things happened and next thing you know they were on the move, spreading mass bee fury via the wonder of pheremones (or something like that, depending on who was doing the telling). It turned out the nasty Brazilian-African hybrids watered down their fury on the trip north, and now – well, you know, no big deal.

Today we have a new bugaboo. Super Pigs. The population is set to explode. They are always hungry and grow upwards of 600 pounds. Yikes. They have been referred to as an ecological train wreck – and they breed like bunnies. They are called Super Pigs because back in the 80s, wild boars were introduced to the pork business because it was thought improved production was in the future. They eat just about anything and they carry diseases galore, so we’re told. It seems the Super Pigs are spreading at a crazy rate.

If you’re out for a walk and encounter a herd of 600 pound feral pigs, don’t worry. A recent article in the Toronto Star provides a hotline and email address. Just call: 1-833-933-2355 or wildpigs@ontario.ca. Better write that down and carry it around on a scrap of paper in your wallet.