It shouldn’t bother me, but the local humane society is selling meat (Boston butt pork roasts) to raise money for their new animal shelter.
Apparently, all animals were not created equal. Some deserve the shelter, others the slaughterhouse.
I found it interesting and (a complete fabrication) that the ancient Phoenicians raised pigs as pets, often calling taking them for walks and having them wear sweaters in the wintertime. There were stores devoted to the care and health of pigs. (happens here also, but it’s called Richard’s Bar-B-Q)
If I were a local pig, I’d try to get a dog suit as a disguise.
