If it weren't so creepy, it would almost be cute. This precious pig actually thinks he's celebrating his heritage! (There was also once a Scottish pig laboring under a similar delusion.)
He's got the coonskin cap, just like a native Tennessean. Or… isn't that, like, Kentucky? Either way, he thinks he's one of them. And like other animals desperately trying to belong, to be accepted by the humans who have only ever wished them ill, he'll go to any lengths to fit in.
"What's that, fellas? Stand closer to the grill? Okay, but it's kinda hot where I am already. No, no, sure, sure. How's this? Come again? Even closer? Um… Okay. (Ouch!) Is this good? Is this heritagey enough? No? Okay, but I think… I think I'm starting to cook! Guys? I'm cooking! (Ouch!) Come on, guys—I'm from Tennessee!"