Reminds me of a story my Dad once told me about growing up poor in the Pacific Northwest - he raised a piglet into a full grown Sow, it followed him around and

Reminds me of a story my Dad once told me about growing up poor in the Pacific Northwest - he raised a piglet into a full grown Sow, it followed him around and it was like a pet to him until my Grandfather decided they needed the meat and butchered it. It's not like they were farmers and it was part of life...that I can understand in its own realm...years and years later I still have a hard time trying to fathom how that much have been an emotionally disturbing experience.