Bacon the road again

"Okay, put her down then," you say to the boy. "She can walk on her own, can't she? Or do I have to carry her?"

"Of course she can walk!" the boy assures you as he puts down the piglet, which immediately runs over to you and starts nosing your boots. "She was trained from birth to follow the Chosen Pig Farmer!"

After another round of pondering you decide not to wonder too much about how a pig could be trained to follow you when you weren't there. You just nod to the boy and walk off, the piglet following your every step.

You are awakened, not by a sound or a light, but rather by a smell. The smell of fresh fried bacon. Looking around you find that the piglet has laid down pretty close to the fire, and as you follow the smell you find several rashers of fried bacon lying between the pig and the fire. You pick up a piece of bacon and chew it. It is the best bacon you have ever tasted, perfectly cooked, and in no time at all you have finished the whole thing.

But where did the bacon come from? Resisting the impulse to pick up another rasher, you turn to look at Miss Piggy. To your surprise...

1. there are several red stripes running along her back.
2. she is totally unharmed.
3. she has undergone a wonderous transformation.
4. she is sitting up and starting to talk to you.
5. she is a he!
6. she's on fire!!

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