Pigs are popular on Marinduque.
They are particularly popular for large family get together’s and celebrations. Like Ecuadorians and Mexicans, Philipino’s like pork and many households have a pig or two staked out in back yard mud holes.
On this day, the man who makes his living cooking pigs over a fire, on a spit, comes to get one for a family wedding.
After looking in Alma’s pens, he chooses the right sized pig for the celebration, then lifts it out of it’s cage.
The pig squeals and hollers but is no match for this big man. The pig man grabs one pig foot and ties it with a piece of line, then grabs the other three feet and wraps all four together. Finished, he lifts the squirming squealing pig and carries it to his tricycle.
Tomorrow, this pig will be lunch.
After a life of indolence, this well fed boy only has a few hours of fear before a knife cuts his throat.
Pigs get slaughtered.
The most important thing to remember is not to name them, and not to get attached.
It is hard to love your pork chop when it used to be your pet.