As a kid I briefly lived in a rented trailer on a smallish farm which grew mustard greens and raised hogs. The owner was missing half an ear, taken by a hog. At

As a kid I briefly lived in a rented trailer on a smallish farm which grew mustard greens and raised hogs. The owner was missing half an ear, taken by a hog. At least, that was the story he told when he caught me one day about to stick my hand into the hog pen. True account or not, the lesson is true all the same: hogs eat people, and angry or hungry hogs are not to be trifled with.