Otherwise you get dog, like I did for real apparentely. I visited the consciosuness of this so called piece of pork in my plate...it felt like it was not pork . A stray dog my darlings, I must say to you. His name was Sammy.  He asked me if he was delicious. I put the fork down and said a prayer for the pig-dog. Sammy was very pleased when he heard that on his deathbed. God wastes no one'S life for helping one self and others. Even Sammy the stray dog.