A Pig of Conscience

I have a new sous chef, and he's not what you'd expect. He's small, ceramic, and sits on my kitchen counter. I bought him on a whim, thinking he was just a cute piece of décor. Little did I know, this tiny swine would become my unexpected, and frankly, very judgmental, life coach on the art of sharing. My pig, whom I've named Hamlet, has a simple yet profound purpose: to remind me not to be a pig myself.