Wilbur, I think, named as a piglet by the landlord's daughter.
After the biting incident (some weeks after), it was given to a friend of the landlords, and I think it eventually wound up on someone's plate.
Landlord's ex-wife (who was still living with them at the time) was some crazy Cambodian woman who kept chickens and the pig in city limits, which is prohibited anyway. The trailer I was renting from them wasn't supposed to be there either, since it was some 70x12 mobile home. One day they told me I had to move into the main house because they'd been ordered to remove the trailer.
I was with that family for 8 years, and was so glad to finally get out of there and get my own place again.
After the biting incident (some weeks after), it was given to a friend of the landlords, and I think it eventually wound up on someone's plate.
Landlord's ex-wife (who was still living with them at the time) was some crazy Cambodian woman who kept chickens and the pig in city limits, which is prohibited anyway. The trailer I was renting from them wasn't supposed to be there either, since it was some 70x12 mobile home. One day they told me I had to move into the main house because they'd been ordered to remove the trailer.
I was with that family for 8 years, and was so glad to finally get out of there and get my own place again.