its all good
twenty five degrees, hunker down time.
babies look good. mama is being good.
it’s all good.
trust the spirit
twenty five degrees, hunker down time.
babies look good. mama is being good.
it’s all good.
me, personally? the way i act around the pigs is always very calm and mild mannered. if they are going to remember only one single thing about me, i’d prefer it to be that they are comfortable with me in their space.
as the video footage documents, chef francois takes a slightly different “approach” to managing the hogs. if you listen closely, you can hear him justify this assault with “i gotta get a quick weight on brutus.”
poor brutus.
with the temperature hovering near the fifty yard line most evenings, and the mornings holding their chill, berkeley’s new piglets are resorting to increasingly desperate tactics to hold the heat. pictured here is a technique common in underground japanese grapple wrestling, and is one known to maximize internal power and heat.
pigs love water, hoses make water, and pigs are smart. so by now, i should really know better than to turn my back on a pig. each time i stick the hose into the herd’s waterer i risk pignanigans. but with pregnant pigs, newborns, and jah’s lush woods surrounding me, i oftentimes find myself distracted by a this or a that.
with about seventy gallons of head room left to fill in the tank, i decided to do a quick stroll around the paddock.
on my return, i found this clown in the video—-smiiiiiling away.
in an attempt to out class each other, our two litters of piglets—the dark ones, purebred berkshires, and the spotted ones, tamworth/berkshire crosses—have been going head-to-head in non stop competition to determine which litter is the king of pork chop hill.
below is a pair of photos from the sleeping competition, which came just after nipple sucking and right before nipple sucking.
is the winner the spotted tam/berk crosses, performing a classic stack and sleep? or is it the purebred berks, performing the rarely seen batpig pile on? you be the judge.
another graduating class of piglets make their first little hoof prints on the rough streets of general population. as they leave the small piglet pen they have inhabited for the last month, they are leaving behind their entire world. it’s all they know.
knew.