Both very social creatures enjoy running, playing games (not card games though, pigs hate those), affection, connection with humans and other pigs, and both are intelligent enough to learn and follow commands.
I want to share an experience I had the other day coming home from the city. I was on the PA turnpike about to get off at the Lansdale exit. Quite often I see trailers full of pigs and cows there because Hatfield Ham and Rosenberger’s Dairy are in the next town over.
After paying my toll I was stopped at a light next to the truck. Through one of the holes poked out a big, squishy, pink nose. I rolled down my window and said, “hey piggy”, in a very high voice. The pig pulled his nose out of the hole and replaced it with a set of eyes. Again I said, “hi, there piggy”. The light lasted another 15 seconds or so and I continued to talk to the pig because for some reason I had in my head that I was making him feel better.
When the light turned green and the truck shifted I could see the huge mass of pink that was filling up the truck smash back and forth until all the pigs became semi steady despite the movement. I continued to ride next to the same pig and talk to it.
I could see the pigs eyes looking right at mine. If the he could talk what would he say to me? “Help me. Where am I? Why aren’t you doing anything about this?” I began wishing I could do something, right then, for that pig who was looking me in the eyes.
I wondered what he would be like to sit next to and pet. Or how he would enjoy running around playing in a big open field with his friends and family.
Wild fantasies of high jacking the truck began to enter my mind! Then, where would I go? Even if I could save every pig on that truck, where do you take a couple hundred pigs? Where would I take one pig?
You don’t take them anywhere. You say, “bye pig”. I came to another light and the truck began turning left. I knew for the next however many hours the pig had to live his life would only be filled with confusion and fear, people yelling at him, kicking or prodding him, and then he would ultimately die an OH SO HUMANE death of being shot in the head with a metal rod.
How can knowing these things not make you cry? I began sobbing in the car because of the pig on the truck. And what made me even more upset was that it doesn’t have to happen. No human on earth needs to eat a pig to be healthy. Not a cow, or a chicken, or a duck, or a fish, or an egg.
You’re not eating bacon, you’re eating a pig. Your eating a pig who had a mom and brother and sisters. A pig with emotions who could have been happy or sad or scared. A pig that is now dead because you wanted to have bacon for breakfast this morning. Make the connection.
If you think you don’t make a difference, you do!
*It requires more than 4,000 gallons of water per day to produce food for a typical meat-eater but only 300 gallons of water to produce food for a typical vegan. Our fresh water supplies are dwindling!
*Senior U.N. Food and Agriculture Organization official Henning Steinfeld reported that the meat industry is “one of the most significant contributors to today’s most serious environmental problems.”
*Every meal you eat you make a choice that’s either helping or hurting the environment and yourself. Choose health! It’s sooo easy!