Come to find out that we were going to a pig roast.
Seventy-two pound Wilbur was in the garage to "be prepared" for the roast.
Mary Kate did enjoy checking out the different parts--even the blue eyeball (only one left), tongue, teeth, kidneys, ears, feet, etc.
Here he is all tied up on the stretcher.
Mr. Piggy--icing on the stretcher in the van...
...surrounded by his pall bearers.
We'll see if pork tastes any different after you've actually met the pig.
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