 And another, and another. The pigs didn't like it necessarily, but no harm done. They were getting fat and sleek, being fed by someone else. No longer did they root in the woods for their own acorns. Somebody would there feed them. And then after a while, a corral was built. And the wire was strung. And only an hour a gate. And the pigs learned to go in and out of that gate to get their food. And then the bar was dropped.