Bad, Mohawk, Bad Piggy!

This morning, I walked up to the pig pen, leaned on the fence, said, "Hello, Mohawk!" to our boar, and.... he bit my finger! Hard enough to draw blood! I was angry! I spent the next few minutes berating him, telling him how bad he was. after awhile, I settled down, and I tried to hand him a mac nut. I said, "careful now, don't bite the hand..." He took it so gently, he dropped it on the ground after he got it out of my hand. Oops. I guess pigs are also sensitive.