Suckling Piglet Pile

Petra & Blackie Sleeping with Piglets

Outdoors: 34°F/24°F Mostly Overcast, Spots of Sun, 2″ Snow
Farm House: 62°F/53°F
Tiny Cottage: 52°F/47°F Finished bathtub parge, sanded bathroom walls, tub walls, shower walls, muriatic acid on bathroom bottle wall, finished kids’ loft railing

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5 Responses to Suckling Piglet Pile

  1. wyldthang says:

    Hey! Happy Holidays!! That’s a pretty cute pig pile ;0) With all your pig talk, thought I’d share this pig fact of where I live–back when people first got here(1850s)rattlesnakes lived on the southern side of my hill. They aren’t “supposed” to be here(Willamette valley)–too cold and wet, but they were here. People let their pigs loose in the woods to eat up the snakes and fatten up on the oak acorns, and gathered them up in the fall to butcher. No pigs loose now, but kinda fun to think of wild pigs here. No more rattlesnakes either.

  2. I’ve heard that pigs are immune to rattler venom. I’ve seen our pigs, and our dogs, suck up snakes like they were spaghetti. The only snakes we normally see around here are the non-poisonous varieties.

    Happy New Years,


  3. crystal says:

    Walter, I am not surprised that pigs eat snakes after seeing my chicken hunt, chase, and strugle for 15 minutes to choke down an 8in garden snake. Those little things must be tasty!

    I was shocked!

  4. Mice are another thing that have to watch out around the chickens. I once saw a mouse climb up on the short stone wall near where some chickens were. The chickens all turned and looked at it in unison. The mouse, like a food, jumped down and tried to run past the flock. They converged. I’ve read that chickens are descended from T-Rex. No surprise…!

  5. Mellifera says:

    Chickens are vicious! I did some ag school field studies in Tahiti for a few summers (rough, I know) and they had these nasty eight-inch-long centipedes with giant poisonous fangs. If you don’t believe me, here’s a picture of one. I knew a lady who got bit by one once on her elbow and her whole arm went numb for a few hours.

    Anyway, the chickens loved them. It would always take the lucky chicken a couple gulps (with lots of excited flapping and jumping) to get one down, so all the other chickens would see them with 6 inches of their yummy delicious treat still hanging out of their beak. Chickenpile!

    It made for good eggs too. Somebody gave us scrambled eggs once that I thought they had put tons of cheese into, but it was really just plain eggs from centipede-eating chickens.

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