1 day ago
Monday, November 15, 2010
I noticed a car down the road, making a good speed, coming up. I tried to get this pig off the road, and apparently my standing in the road waving my arms distracted the driver and they responding by SPEEDING UP and basically ran down this pig. Big thump, pig on the ground behind the car. the driver heard the thump -- you could see the car flinch, but kept going, down the road to the stopsign. Where they stopped and looked back, and then DROVE OFF.
It was pretty dark. The pig was black.... but the truth is that I don't think they know what they hit, and that they didn't want to know. i'm guessing it's someone on the island, and I'll keep my eye out for a late 90s ford explorer. But if you're reading this, here's what I'm going to say:
IF YOU SEE CARS AND PEOPLE IN THE ROAD SLOW DOWN
IF YOU HIT SOMETHING, STOP AND SEE WHAT IT WAS
So i'm watching this car drive away, and I'm looking at my dead pig, and honestly the first thought that crossed my mind after the outrage was "darn. I'm pretty bushed already. I didn't really want to scald and scrape a pig right now".
The car seems to have hit the pig on the right front shoulder, right at the spine, and to have broken the spine. the pig was down pretty quick, kicked a couple of times and was done. When I opened it up all of the ribs on the right side, under the shoulder, were broken right at the spine. It looked like a rib fragment cut the arteries at the top of the heart; lots of congealed blood in the body cavity.
After scalding and scraping, I split the pig in half and then slow-roasted the half a pig shown above; 275 degrees for 12 hours. I'll can some of it, because I'm short on freezer space right now, and freeze a little of it, and eat some of it fresh; pulled pork BBQ sandwiches, carnitoes, that sort of thing.