My brother, having built a house and settled in it, decided to try to hold a pig. For meat-salo and find out if it is so bad and unprofitable to feed and keep the animal, as they say.

A pig, in tribute to the tradition, was named Borka and became a favorite of my nephews, boys of 12 and 6 years of age. The boys fed Bork, ran on it and did not see a source of meat resources in it at all.

But time is going. It is time to beat the pig. At the family council, it was decided not to traumatize the child’s psyche by striking when children are in school and children. The garden. And the disappearance of the pet and the full refrigerator of meat can be explained by the fact that Bork was sold, and the money earned bought the same meat.

Two weeks after the struggling murder, I was walking in the park with my younger nephew, Alexey.

Serena, why did you sell her?

I repeated the official version.

But it could have killed him then and the meat would have been...

I looked at this 6-year-old boy and realized that we were taking care of them in vain.