DANANG - From Christmas Island to Tugboat and down to the Riviera and the whole of the western area of operations, Horrible has trooped it all.
Horrible, a spotted, scraggly, lop-eared, pot-bellied, bandy-legged species of Vietnamese pig, is a draftee. He'a a member in good standing with Co. H, 2nd Bn., 1st Marines, 1st Mar. Div. on Christmas Island, two miles south of here.
It was fate that cast Horrible's lot with the infantry but, it was a Vietnamese woman that mustered him for induction and handed him over to the "grunts" for a thousand piasters, a case of C-rations and a pack of cigarettes.
After processing, Horrible was assigned the billet of unit mascot. With the post came two aides who see to his needs and grooming. Horrible's aides have done well.
Getting into the swing of things in his new life he fattened himself on the refuse from C-ration cases and acquainted himself with the business of war from the vantage point of the Combat Operations Center, his favorite haunt.
Although he has excelled as a mascot, which in itself is no mean accomplishment for one of such low station in life and consists of doing absolutely nothing anyway, Horrible has failed miserably in the role of a Marine. His comrades have labled him a "non-hacker", one who displays an obvious inability to do anything.
Horrible's problem was attributed to his girth. His aides, devoted in their vocation, poured their resources into his waistline in an aborted effort to thin him out. Horrible is as fat as ever.
It was at this time he developed a fondness for hot dogs and pork slices, for reasons known only to himself.
For all of his worthlessness he's still the favorite trooper with his adopted unit, the Horrible Hogs of Co. H, 2nd Bn. 1st Marines.
