Serial killer Robert Pickton killed 49 women at his isolated farm and fed some to his pigs and some to butcher's shop customers. He turned to his cell mate, a talkative man who had befriended the instinctive loner Pickton, and said: "I made my own grave by being sloppy.
But he wasn't talking about robberies but murders and little did he know his words to the cell mate - an undercover officer from the Royal Canadian Mounted Police - were the confession which would seal his life sentence.
Pickton had killed 49 women and disposed of their remains in the most gruesome manner - by feeding them to the herds of pigs he kept on his farm.
He even ground some of the human flesh into mince, mixed it with pork, and sold it to meat processing businesses, family members, friends, and even the local police. He had lured the women who mostly worked as sex workers in Vancouver's Red Light district to his home where he imprisoned them, tortured and then murdered them.
Their bodies were then either fed to his pigs or put through an industrial meat grinder. When the police finally arrived Pickton's pigs had foraged so furiously on the victims that there was nothing left of them.
