I just want to take a moment to honor a piggy. The berkshire barrow pictured with black skin and fir and painted white legs passed away last Friday. The picture is two months old, but a freshly-weaned, rambunctious, curious piglet is how I would like to remember him. He became ill with a respiratory infection, and he did not responded to any of the medicine we gave him. He was weak, and did not want to live any longer. I had a ceremony for him, and Mike and I dug a hole and buried him Friday afternoon. Bless your little heart and soul that you are free. In his honor, thank you.
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