Pigs on Snow
Those are some small grower pigs in the distance up among the brush of the north field. The taste of snow we got the other day was just a foreshadowing. Last night we got about two inches of snow and woke to a truly white world. Yet, like the snow of a few days ago this too will likely melt today or tomorrow. There is still time to get fall construction projects done… I hope.
Pigs on Snow
Torn went to the far end of the north field where she built a nest of dirt on the crown of the dam. While admittedly it drains well, I was not impressed with her choice – piglets would be too likely to wander down into the pond and drown. So with a bit of coaxing, a sorting board, two dogs and some bread we walked her out and up the road back to the home area. Like the third little pig, she was quite reluctant to move from her nest of stones.
In the photo above Holly’s carrying a folding sorting board we used to get Torn moving in the right direction although by the time the photo was taken Torn was following along behind me as I dropped her the occasional hot dog bun. This leads to the obvious thought of putting hot dog buns inside a pig being a little recursive…
We gave her the summer main garden where there’s an open shed. She is now nesting there. Torn has started to lactate – I can squirt milk from her teats – but she is still hungry so I suspect she’ll farrow tonight or tomorrow morning. The weather is supposed to improve so her timing may be just right for farrowing out a nice large fall litter.
Torn is called Torn not because she’s the spitting image of the great Rip Torn, which has been argued both ways, but rather because she has a torn right ear from a fight that she did not start. She’s a very well tempered sow and an excellent mother. Naming animals around here is almost always based on some distinctive physical or behavioral characteristic. We used numbers long ago but they were just too awkward to communicate with. e.g., Number 591-12-9099 just mated with number 911-21-1239… Thus Torn is Torn and not merely some number.
The cottage door was open which dropped its temperature a bit. We haven’t yet done a fire in the cottage. Soon though. Like last year, we won’t heat the old farm house this year since it is just storage for tools and such. It is a big relief not to try to keep that space warm. Interestingly, the farm house has continued to remain reasonably warm.
Outdoors: 50°F/28°F 2″ Snow
Farm House: 61°F/53°F
Tiny Cottage: 55°F/48°F