I went to a market recently in the Cévennes, in southern France. My sister likes to amass giant volumes of fonts that may be ancient, but are also available on a computer; my brother-in-law does not. My niece likes to pick up every single thing and put it back down again; my other niece does not. After I’d stayed as long as I could politely for only €7-worth of lavender pastilles, I moved on, texting my sister: “THERE’S A PIG THERE’S A PIG.” The answer is no, terrible pets, for reasons that you can find on Reddit if you have an entire day.