This is Babe, who was Wilbur, who was Squealer, who was just a regular wild pig Friday morning before Josh found him on the side of the road.AND I get the honors of having it at my house for a while. Of course, I have banned it to the outside, where he is sleeping and living comfortly in Ollie's kennel, who is not happy at the present time. He rather have some fresh pork kill then share his kennel with Babe. AND I got to go buy a bottle with a preemie nipple AND formula (good thing it was on sale for $18.00 for a 32 oz. can of Nestle Good Start Supreme) so that Josh can have his thrill of all of 7 1/2 weeks of raising a baby pig before heading on his mission. What the heck am I suppose to do with it afterwards? It's a WILD PIG! I want Josh to release it back in the wild, but it's momma is gone, and he will be killed by a coyote. But at the same time, that's the circle of life, but I'm really not that mean (ok, kids may think different!). Shawn's dad gave up raising pigs YEARS ago! He doesn't want to start again, which I don't blame because PIGS STINK! What to do, what to do?!