Pigs in training

Pigs in training

There is something about these little boy pigs that we have right now that reminds me of, well, little boys.  A bit naughty, definitely unruly, impatient for dinner and capable of moments of exceptional cuteness that make any naughtiness seem a distant memory.  I’m loving their little pink noses, there silly white feet and their abundant curiosity at everything.  The pigs I mean, though I suppose the same applies to the boys!

This weekend (in the middle of an impending storm no less) Stephen and I strung up the electric fencing in the pig nursery, to help those little digging, prodding, chewing and running cuties learn that the fence is where they have to stop.  They had already attempted some tunnelling under the regular fencing so we knew it was time to bring in the big guns.

pigs-8904 pigs-8907 pigs-8908 pigs-8909The snuffly ones soon learned that the wires are to avoided, meaning that we can now look at putting them out onto lovely green pasture within the next week.  I can’t wait to see them rooting, digging and trotting about in the tall, rich green grass that is growing ever more abundant in the spring sunshine. The days of wallows, scratches and garden treats are ahead, what could be better than that?

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