The director of the Bay County Area Animal Shelter in Florida has resigned in disgrace after it was discovered that an employee took home a pet pig named "Fluffy," butchered and ate it. Of course the pig's name was "Fluffy."

This may be the greatest animal control story of all time. Fluffy's owners dropped him (her?) off at the shelter last month because the pig didn't get along with their kids. Over the next eight days, two people expressed interest in adopting Fluffy. But an employee, Ivan Rogers, "adopted" him instead—"adopted" in the sense that one "adopts" a 24-pack of thick-sliced bacon from Safeway. Don't worry, he "took care" of Fluffy: He killed it, butchered it, cooked it and ate it. Fluffy became food.

The shelter head has resigned, and Rogers—who still has his job—is understandably facing criticism: "An officer took Animal Control property home and ate it, and that's not appropriate," a county spokeswoman said. (Hey, at least it wasn't a coworker.)

But all the news accounts we've read have lacked a crucial point of data necessary for determining Rogers' culpability: Was Fluffy any good? Was Fluffy dismantled and turned into a succulent roast, or artlessly hacked into a dry chop? Garnished with a little mint jelly? A side of mashed potatoes? (We love mashed potatoes!) If only local news station WJHG had published Rogers' recipe along with the story.

Lesson: Don't write about these kinds of stories when you're hungry.

[Picture of a pet pig who is not Fluffy by Getty]