Today’s the day I say thank you to the immense pigs, for tomorrow they’ll be harvested.
Dearest Roxy and Matilda, you have changed our lives and rocked our world with your joy and enthusiasm, your intelligence, your piggishness, gluttony and rambunctious behavior. It has been my pleasure to guide you through these months, tend to your needs and scratch your bellies and back, jowls and shoulders. The people who you’ll be nourishing are all so grateful for your lives well lived. And thank you for tilling up the soil for our gardens too, it was great fun to watch you plowing through the sod and brambles, grunting with glee and tummies filled to the brim. Tomorrow will be your swift end, and every part of you will be utilized and savored.