The grass is fantastic for this time of year. In fact we are going to be thinking about cutting hay as soon as the weather settles. And the pigs love it when the grass is long and tasty. 
Sheila and TonTon.
Sheila my darling pig. I must ask Federico to take a picture of me with her. For posterity though not posteriors. And also then you can see how tall she is.
If you want to get rid of the dogs tell them to go find Boo’s red ball. Boo looks for it but Ton always finds it. Even if it takes half an hour – long after Boo has given up and is asleep under a tree -Ton will appear with the correct toy. Then Boo will carry it about for another couple of days before losing it again.
Last night as I was finishing up the milking I heard the tinkle of little bells with a descant of deep grunting and within a couple of seconds two goat noses and one Tane pig nose were pushing under the milking shed gate. Nosing about – literally. Somehow the goats had convinced Tane to use his considerable bulk and push their gate open. I need to rethink that pathetic string arrangement .

Hazel. Posing as usual.
Yesterday Tima was having a Not Looking Pregnant day. Until she sits down, then her belly spreads like the blubber of fat lazy old sea lion on a beach. Don’t tell her I said that.
It was an ordinary and lovely day yesterday.
I hope you have a lovely ordinary day.
Your friend on the farm
celi
PS I was strolling through the archives last night – here are a few old posts from this day. May 16. An ordinary day.








26 responses to “Grazing pigs”
Sheila looks very happy and smiling to be outside again. It looks like she has a few bald patches – is this normal after inter or is it just part of piggy middle-agedness?
Would love to see a photo of you with Sheila! And I htink a goat/piggie revolution is on the horizon 😉
I think Frederico has his orders now. The Collective has spoken.
Oh, dear. You’ll have to keep the computer away from Miss Tima, for surely she will try to read the blog. Ton will be well-hidden soon in the tall grass.