Hasty diners: Molly the pot bellied pig rescued by ASPCA, butchered by her adoptive "parents"

 They can always donate the sweater to Good Will and get a deduction

They can always donate the sweater to Good Will and get a deduction

We all may yield to exigencies, I suppose, but perhaps the new owners were a bit hasty, and should have given Molly a chance to prove her worth. For instance, there's this, undoubtedly true, story:

A traveling salesman invited for dinner with a farm family notices a pig seated at the head of the table, adorned with three medals around his neck and wearing a peg leg. The salesman says, “Um, I see you have a pig having dinner with you.”
“Well gosh yes,” says the farmer. “That’s because he’s a very special pig. You see those medals around his neck? Well, the first medal is from when our youngest son fell in the pond, and he was drowning, and that pig swam out and saved his life. The second medal, that’s from when the barn caught fire and our little daughter was trapped in there and the pig ran inside, carried her out and saved her life. And the third medal, that’s from when our oldest boy was cornered in the stock yard by a mean bull, and that pig ran under the fence and bit the bull on the tail and saved the boy’s life.”
“That sure makes sense to me” says the salesman, “I can see why you let that pig have the place of honor at the table, but how did he get the peg leg?”
“Well,” says the farmer, “a pig like that — you don’t eat him all at once.”

(Yes, it was a dull day for real estate news today)