His Best Friend Was a 250-Pound Warthog. One Day, It Decided to Kill Him

My great grandad was a pig farmer, until one day he had cut his hand or something, the pigs upon smelling blood felt like they wanted a taste of him, and he ended up climbing a tree until the neighbors found him and were able to get him out of there. After that he grew peaches, sold off all the pigs.

There is a genetic component to domestication. Wild animals cannot be “domesticated “ by raising them from birth. Base instincts take an incredibly long time to filter out by breeding.

I have mixed feelings about this. It is a wild animal that is capable of killing, while never known to be capable of total domesticated, as a dog or a cat would. Treating an animal like that as if it were your dog, or your cat, is taking a risk. Tigers or lions, warthogs or venomous snakes, it is nature.

What could've been the trigger here?

Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.<p>Wild African animals belong in Africa, where, by the way, they evolved in an eat-or-be-eaten environment. This guy should’ve just gotten a puppy.