I'm seeing things," he whispered. He dropped to his knees and uttered a short prayer. Then, forgetting all about Vilbur's breakfast, he walked back to the house and called Mr. Zuckerman. "I think you'd better come down to the pigpen," he said. "Vhat's the trouble?" asked Mr. Zuckerman. "Anything wrong with the pig?" "N-not exactly," said Lurvy. "Come and see for yourself.