On Edward Epsen’s farm in Salisbury, New Hampshire, around 40 pigs are doing what lucky pigs get to do: forage for acorns and graze in pastures high with Timothy grass.
“So we are going to be killing this pig here, and the other one that was walking around on this side of the electric net," says Epsen. “It slipped out of sight for the moment…oh, there he is.”
The two that will die in a few minutes are American Mulefoots, a rare breed known for its lard.
When Epsen approaches, the 250-pound pigs roll onto their backs.