As a teenager, I knew a guy who picked up a piglet from a small group of them in his grandmother's backyard.  The piglet started to squeal.  Next thing that he knew, a 500 lb. (or so) momma sow came charging around the corner of the house -- and she took out after him.  Now 500 lbs. of angry momma pig isn't very funny (at least not at the time -- it is later on when the story gets told).  So he dropped the pig and ran.  Fortunately for him, it was just a short distance to the screen door and into his grandmother's kitchen.  He made it inside just before the sow had him for lunch.  She stood outside of the door, oinking and screaming for some time thereafter.  I don't think that he ever picked up a loose piglet again.

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