The piglets were weaned this weekend. This is nothing traumatic like weaning the lambs from their mothers-that can be bleating for a couple days–hard on the shepherdess as well as sheep! But the piglets just sort of accept the separation, as does the mom. And when they got out to their new digs and they found their own swimming hole, well, that sealed the deal.
This little black and white gilt is pretty funny. I call her Chunk, as she is built like a brick. All the gilts are pretty nice. I think two of the barrows found a wonderful home and will be off to their new lives next week-including my beloved little runt!
They are living in Lower Misfit Village area, with prayer flags blowing over their dreams.
