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Friday, September 16, 2016
Sweet Dreams
Day 339: It took several visits to the Pig Palace before I was finally able to get a good shot of one of the piglets. They are so squirmy and rambunctious when they're this age, and just as cute as anything. The owner had gone into the pen, sitting down with outstretched legs in the clean shavings, and was having her pantlegs chewed by one of this sleepyhead's week-old siblings. Only a few minutes earlier, Sleepy had been pushing his litter mates around, clambering over them, nosing them aside. Piglets seem to have only two speeds: go and stop, and this little fellow had tired himself out. Pigs, sheep, goats, chickens...for me, that's what a fair is about, and judging from the number of people who crowded into the Pig Palace later in the day, I'm not alone in my sentiments.
How does one go from loving the cute piggy to eating it?
ReplyDeleteIf you've ever cared for an adult pig (swine, not pot-bellied pet), it's not a difficult leap. Their dispositions don't inspire bonding.
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