 The sign presupposes a curious moment. Someone spots the pig lumbering down the sidewalk. Poor thing. Climb in, little piggy. The street is no place for you. I'll take you home. Man, I wouldn't do that. I wouldn't claim one. But God would. And God did. God did when He claimed us. We assume God cares for the purebreds of the world, the tidy living. But what about the rest of us? Do we warrant His oversight?