It’s touching, really, the way the Croatian swine has put on his best outfit for his appearance at this Zagreb butcher shop.
In his smart, red bow-tie, he’s like the maître d’ welcoming you to your table on the killing floor.
And his eyes! Oh, his blue, beseeching eyes! How eager to please, his eyes, how eager to serve and be served!
Even suspended above the cremains of his fellows—his cured fellows shaped into multifariously knobbly tubes—he doesn’t lose his eagerness. His eyes plead with us for the opportunity to undergo the same transformation. From living thing to unrecognizable, insides-colored substance.
(Thanks to Dr. BJ for the referral and photos.)
Addendum: One detail that might have escaped your notice is the motif used for the tiny signs advertising specials and other delicious what-nots.
Now do you see them, circled to the left?
But of course! They too are pigs! So many opportunities to serve!