i grew up in a farm... we had a pet pig... he was an amazing
pig.. smart and clever, he fetched the newspapers, chased away the
crows, watched over the sheep, looked after the chickens and the
cows...
we were proud of the pig...
then one day, i went off to college... a year later, i came back..
and saw our pig with a peg-leg...
i was flabbergasted... so i asked the folks:
"what the heck happened to the pig?"
my dad said, "ahhh.. he's a wonderful pig... such a pig like that,
you don't eat him all at one time.."
