At mealtimes, Janice Skura ambles between the pig pens in the yard of her Long Island home, greeting each of the pigs she’s rescued by name as she drops wet food from a bucket into their troughs. She says please when she asks them to move, and thanks them when they do.
“I’m polite to them,” she says. “I just think it’s nice to be acknowledged.”
Skura, 57, lives on an acre of land in a Long Island suburb an hour’s drive from New York City. The property-turned-sanctuary is home to 32 potbellied pigs, all surrendered by owners who couldn’t or didn’t want to care for them.