One Morning Along TA Alley

He began to deconstruct the existence of the pixie he saw that morning. After some thought, he became sure that the pixie had been duly put in his place - in Nietzsche's nihilistic realm of reality.

It occurred to him that perhaps in that place, the pixie might feel lonely. Perhaps he should send a little hog along for company. A hoppy little hog. Yes, that would be nice! And in the next minute, that was what he did.