Suddenly, Archie, the little piggy, felt two pale hands pick him up.
"Well, ain't you quite the little plump specimen." said a voice. "The perfect addition to Jim Nelligan's Vegan Farm."
The voice belonged to a man with fair skin, blue eyes, and balding grey-white hair, and a moustache. The man wore typical farmer clothes, a white shirt, a red vest, brown overalls, and dark green wellington boots.
This was Farmer Jim Nelligan, a vegan farmer who owned a farm, yet he never cooked his own animals. [being a vegan and all.] When they got too old and/or fat enough, he sold them to other non-vegan farmers.
AND, Whenever Archie went to get his food from his farm shop, he often saw Jim Nelligan imitate the animals on his farm, like a cow, or a sheep, all so he could keep them well.
Archie soon found he was no longer in his yard - he was in the pig pen in Jim Nelligan's Vegan Farm.
"Such a cute little piggy." said Jim Nelligan, stroking him. He got down on all fours, and started trotting around and oinking.
The pigs oinked back in response.
Jim Nelligan got himself up, and smiled. "Sure Wish I could actually become a pig, like you." he said, as he walked away.