This is a cute story of a tribe of swine by Rob Miller I found on American Thinker. Don’t be surprise as you read the story that it reminds you of the reality we have now. The story is worth the read.
Once there was a tribe of wild pigs who lived in a remote area of the woods.
As anyone who's spent time around pigs will tell you, they are by no means the most unintelligent of animals, and these pigs had learned to adapt quite well to their circumstances. They had fashioned dens and had gradually learned to piece together a tribal law that allowed them to work as a group when necessary to ensure an adequate if not overgenerous food supply, care for their young, and defend themselves against any natural predators. In their little corner of the woods, they were pretty much the dominant species, and were reasonably content.
One day, a pig named Andy went missing. The others searched for him throughout their part of the forest, but they were unable to find him no matter where they looked. Andy's fate became a major topic of conversation among the pigs. It was totally unheard of for one of them to simply disappear like that.