So the other day Daniel wandered in and asked what I thought of maybe getting a pig to raise for a few months, and then slaughter for meat. I told him as long as it was far from the house (pigs stink) I didn't much care because it would be his pet, not mine.
Literally 30 minutes later I went out to our goat pen to help with evening feeding, and there was a pig.
Daniel swears he got the pig after running the idea by me.....
Anyways, I am trying to stay away from this pig. Because I think pigs are kinda cute, and they have the best little noses. And I cannot become fond of what will be my dinner. It makes me feel too guilty.
I couldn't resist a name though----