Homeless Pork

My homeless friend came to get his mail today. He’s still unfortunately reporting our address as his place of residence. If the police come looking for him I will tell them the truth. He also brought four pounds of frozen pork. Well, he claims it was frozen when he got it. It was room temperature when I examined it. I told him it wasn’t safe to eat but he insisted on baking all of it. He ate a little then took the rest in a Tupperware container down to his friends at the river. He’s alive at least. Unless the pork got him.