“He was laying there on the blanket stretched out like a shoat in the sunshine.”
Tipper
Overheard: snippets of conversation I overhear in Southern Appalachia
Appalachia Overheard
Overheard
“He was laying there on the blanket stretched out like a shoat in the sunshine.”
Tipper
Overheard: snippets of conversation I overhear in Southern Appalachia
20 Comments
Ann Applegarth
September 15, 2016 at 7:30 pmI’ve never heard that — but I have said and heard, “happy as a pig in the sunshine” all my life. Apparently swine in the sunshine are happy, regardless of age or size or sex!
Tipper
September 14, 2016 at 3:33 pmBeth-thank you for the comments! And YES that is a snuff jar youve got good eyes : ) Have a great evening!
Barbara
September 12, 2016 at 8:44 pmHave you heard of people getting “shed” of something?
For example, “He got shed of his old truck and bought him a new one.”
Meaning…get rid of
Rev. RB
September 10, 2016 at 4:03 pmNever heard it said like that but I do know a shoat is a baby pig. Right?
There use to be an old joke about two men going down the road to look at Old Man Morgan’s shoats, and the city guy thought they were crazy walking all that way just to see an old guy’s underwear (shorts).
God bless.
RB
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Will Dixon
September 10, 2016 at 2:09 pmA young weaned pig. Also spelled Shote.
Will Dixon
September 10, 2016 at 2:09 pmA young weaned pig. Also spelled Shote.
Will Dixon
September 10, 2016 at 2:09 pmA young weaned pig. Also spelled Shote.
Will Dixon
September 10, 2016 at 2:09 pmA young weaned pig. Also spelled Shote.
Ken
September 10, 2016 at 12:43 pmTipper,
We had lots of pigs when I was growing up. When the pigs reached about 180 pounds, they were called shoats. We had the black and white ones (Poland-China),
solid red ones (Durock), and solid white ones (OIC’s, Ohio Improved Chesters), some of them were red and white (Hampshire or Yorkshire). But daddy had a solid black bore he called Andy. That thing thought he was a dog cause he slept on the porch and the feists accepted him. He even went Posseum Hunting with us, but I don’t recon he knew about them. We had 58 sows and 6 registered bores and me and Harold would take huge boxes of popcorn (from the spillings of Blevins Popcorn Company in Atlanta) and go about 300 yards along the fence, so daddy could mix and feed them in their troughs. We never ate any of these cause I guess we were too close to ’em. …Ken
Tamela
September 10, 2016 at 11:48 amDon’t you just wish you could go back in time to witness when the sounds first came together to make the word representing each thing?!
TimMc
September 10, 2016 at 10:50 amThat sounds like me after a 30+ hour shift.. Thank God ,fortunately haven’t had one in a while…
Chuck Howell
September 10, 2016 at 10:02 am“Like a Warm Breakfast.”
Rooney Floyd
September 10, 2016 at 9:40 amTo me, a shoat is bigger than a pig and smaller than a hog. Our folks used to like a “100 pound shoat” to barbecue over a pit with oak and hickory coals. One time I heard a person with little farming connection guess that a “shoat” must be a cross between a sheep and a goat. Nice try, but no cigar…
Quinn
September 10, 2016 at 9:19 amNow that’s one I’ve only seen in books 🙂
anita griffith
September 10, 2016 at 9:13 amTipper,that fits better than socks on a rooster.
LG
Sally
September 10, 2016 at 9:04 amAccording to my iPad and various reference a shoat is a young pig that’s newly weaned. Well I’ve learnt something new today. I’ve heard
Wanda Devers
September 10, 2016 at 8:58 amHaven’t heard the word “shoat” in many years. It’s a young pig, Miss Cindy.
B. Ruth
September 10, 2016 at 8:48 amTipper,
Keerful that little piggy don’t dry out or he will need to waller again in the corner of the pig sty!
Wish I had a good corn fed side of bacon in the freezer! I know it’s not supposed to be good for you! However, all my folks lived to a ripe old age and their feed consisted of more cured hog than beef!
Thanks Tipper,
PS…This little piggy was a dancin’ little piggy and she boogie-woogied all the way home!
Beth
September 10, 2016 at 8:24 amAhh, the comparisons to our farm animals – they are endless in our language!
Is that a snuff glass she’s holding up to the door?
Miss Cindy
September 10, 2016 at 7:50 amShoat? Is that a variety of a pig?