In the end, his family were comforted by the knowledge that the fall broke his back and he hadn't died in pain.
Physical pain, that is.
Who can honestly imagine what it must have been like to have an escaped cow ram into you, sending you sprawling over the railing where you hit the sharp metal edge of the pig trough and find yourself unable to move as curious snouts slink towards you.
If he tried to call for help, it hadn't been heard by anyone (or so they claim).
Of course tears were briefly shed, as is only proper upon discovering the half eaten corpse of your husband, promptly followed by calls not to the police or an ambulance but to a lawyer. After all, in today's society a last will and testament can be worth the deceased's weight in gold.
The coffin they buried him in was so pitifully small, the pigs left so little of him behind.
One can only hope they went for his eyes first so he didn't have to witness his gradual death.
Physical pain, that is.
Who can honestly imagine what it must have been like to have an escaped cow ram into you, sending you sprawling over the railing where you hit the sharp metal edge of the pig trough and find yourself unable to move as curious snouts slink towards you.
If he tried to call for help, it hadn't been heard by anyone (or so they claim).
Of course tears were briefly shed, as is only proper upon discovering the half eaten corpse of your husband, promptly followed by calls not to the police or an ambulance but to a lawyer. After all, in today's society a last will and testament can be worth the deceased's weight in gold.
The coffin they buried him in was so pitifully small, the pigs left so little of him behind.
One can only hope they went for his eyes first so he didn't have to witness his gradual death.
No comments:
Post a Comment