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Dear John,
I can't think of anything worse than being born on a hard concrete floor confined by bars, but this is how life begins for pigs like Poppy.
Factory farms are cold, cruel, and filthy. Piglets born at factory farms suffer for most of their lives.
At only a few weeks old, Poppy was ripped away from his mother and moved to a pen packed with piglets.
Piglets are playful, intelligent beings. But with no room to play, root, or do much else that comes naturally to them, pigs endure constant deprivation.
After six short months, a mere fraction of their natural life span, piglets like Poppy are sent to slaughter.
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