A Pile of Piglets
Two and a half weeks ago (to be precise), Mrs B. went into labour on a cold and breezy April afternoon. In all the years we’ve been breeding our pigs, this is only the second time that Mrs B. has birthed out during the daylight hours. We were grateful for this miraculous eventuality, but it didn’t detract from the fact that it was a very, very cold evening for sitting inside an unheated barn. Despite our familiarity with the pig…