No, this isn’t a post on the porcine equivalent of the Jonestown massacre. I just thought that all of the seafood posts lately have been so healthy, and I was concerned that bonafide pork lovers, like commenter “Lee” from Bacolod, might be having pork withdrawal syndrome, so I decided to skip a few posts and do this one on a bunch of pigs that we walked into in the “backwoods” of Malapascua island. It was mid-morning and a bit warm, but under a grove of coconut trees, in the shade and on dark sand, about 8 pigs were napping and resting in their shallow and self made sand wells…
It seems that pigs naturally like to wallow in mud. They apparently are unable to cool themselves off by panting or sweating (a lot), so the water cools off their bodies, the mud wards off insects and their bites, and more importantly, acts as a sort of sunblock for their highly sensitive skin. So the description “sweating like a pig” is actually an oxymoron as pigs don’t really sweat all that much. But on Malapascua, these pigs weren’t in mud baths. Instead, they picked shaded sandy areas and they dug out little wells in the sand to cool off instead. Frankly, they looked really happy while snoozing away. The perfect size for a nice lechon, if you ask me.
I read somewhere that pigs are really quite intelligent, but I still don’t think I would have one as a pet. They can get rather aggressive and despite their intelligence, if left out in the wild, they can turn nasty. These guys were pretty docile, however and I was able to approach them to take several photos. It’s really kind of odd, but it seems that all of them smile in their sleep… Up next, a great pork dish, of course!