A filthy pen where tons of squalling pigs rut and throw a ruckus, Their snorts and farts can be heard from any passerby miles before getting to the pen. The pig pen is a few feet from Farmer Bob's cottage. The pigs never sleep and are always eating and playing in the mud.
Pig Pen, Countryside
pig
farmer bob
I was born in a poor village.  I eat what we grow.  I love being close to the earth.
Hi. You sure did make a mess in here. That is expected from a pig. The weather was way too hot  I must name you boone. One day I will eat you. Why would you do that  It wouldn't be anytime soon. When you get old and weak. I will put you out of your misery and turn you into bacon. Very well then. I will love to be your meal I am sure you will taste delicious when you are old I sure will. The meat will be tough thouggt At least I won't have to smell your smelly farts anymore from miles away. That is Harsh  The smell makes me sick sometimes; I would rather smell skunk spray. You realise you don't take care of the pen as much as you should right 