I got beaten up earlier this evening. Knocked down into a pile of shit. My knee hurts and I was bleeding on my shin and ass. I’m still sore and have not slept because I’m sore in my usual sleep positions.

I would say; you should see the other guy but I hardly got a swing in. He took me totally by surprise when I wasn’t looking. I thought I did nothing but who knows. Maybe I did something to set him off.

He came at me fast and bit down hard before I even knew what was happening. This pig fights dirty. Literally.

I fell to the ground in his manure and he came at me again. He was angry.

I may never know why. Usually his evening feeding goes pretty smoothly. I know he doesn’t like to be touched or disturbed while he’s eating but I swear I wasn’t really even near him.

I’m not sure how our next meeting will go. I shoved him away eventually, and pigs have a pretty good memory. Even though I’ve been feeding with without incident for a year, he may hold a grudge.

I know the rooster never forgot or forgave me. It might be time move. If he comes at me again I won’t forgive or forget either.

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