Oh My God, the travesty, the horrow, the injustice of it all. My poor little Arnold Ziffel II, cut short at the very beginning of his travels and the prime of his little life. Never to see his friends at Hooterville, no reunions to attend, the lose, the lose !! I spit upon all the evil muggles who would do such a thing. Every time I enjoy bacon now, i will be wondering if he was sold to the packing plant. The Shame, The Shame.