"Heyyy, so you must be the farm's new owner! Been a couple months, hasn't it? Maybe enough to get suspicious about how much the hogs are eatin', or weird noises from up here? Ya got me, guilty.
Got turned into this a few years back and just moved in...the old folks who ran this place didn't seem to ever notice, and they weren't spry enough to climb the ladder to get up here. Spend some of my time down with the pigs and the rest up here...one time the old lady even caught me when I was in the sty, but I huddled up with the girls and she passed right on by! Didn't think I was THAT piggish...you wouldn't mistake me for a natural born pig, would you? Nah, she was just that nearsighted...guess they had to retire, huh? Hope they're doing okay...
Anyway, I hope you'll let me stay, I won't be too much of a bother, I promise! I'm fine with pig food, I ain't picky, and if you'll oblige me that outlet over there to run my laptop...yeah, I've got a bit of an online presence, not for the pig thing, though. Maybe I'll show you later.
In exchange...maybe I can help out around the farm? Or do certain other favors for you...i-is there a Mrs. cute farmer guy yet? Just curious."