Before I arrived in Cebu, Anna had asked me if I wanted to buy some pigs for our wedding. We would eventually use the pigs to make Lechon. Lechon is a famous Filipino dish that is really good! I had four pigs that kinda grew on me because back in Canada we attach ourselves to animals quite fast. I remember on June 4th, my tatay and two other men killed one of my pigs before we left the house. I have heard horrible sounds before, but the sound that a pig makes is excruciating to hear. I watched blood being pored into a canister and boiling water being pored over the pig to finish it off. It might seem savage or brutal to some people; however, they have been making Lechon for as long they can remember. They know the best way to make it and how the pig would have to be terminated. I felt sad that they had to go, but they gave great joy to peoples stomachs on my wedding day. I have to admit that I did not think about my pig when I was cutting some pieces from one of them at the house! I just wrote this post because I heard some pigs squeal today while coming back home.
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