Now which if those piglets worked out how to pull their fan down off the wall? Not clever in this hot weather.
We lost Little yesterday. I mean literally lost him not the metaphorical lost that means a coffin. No. Hugo and I were dealing with some very hot meat chickens and in the flurry a gate was left open and I saw the Little Bobby waft slowly (he still moves like a wraith) through the gate and into the big field and as I hurried by with cold water I thought, I can find him later and bring him back up, and then I could not find him to bring him back up. Not anywhere.
I searched the field. Hugo searched the field. Even Ton searched all three big fields. We missed him. He was fast asleep in a small patch of long grass.
On the fourth search I almost fell over him. He looked up sleepily and wondered at the commotion. Little Bull. Deaf as a post. 
Yes still a bull – I need to take care of that. I know he still looks very scrawny but he really is putting on weight, his legs are so much sturdier. He was very, very sick remember and it is a slow recovery. And now he has Naomi. Bless her. Naomi has a mohawk as her horn buds were cauterized on Sunday. It was nasty but necessary. I don’t want to milk a cow with horns. I have enough trouble with cows with Hooves! 
Things will get crazy today – best I am up and at ‘im. ( Unlike some pigs we know.)
I hope you have a lovely day,
Love your friend on the farm
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
26 responses to “Not a Little”
Love the pic with Naomi and Bobby Little – it’s so cute. It’s as if Naomi has her little baby beside her. Ok, it’s her baby brother, she’s taking care of. So lovely. Touching story of loosing Little and not finding him. And strange that he went away all alone. What did he think? Needed a stroll, maybe wanted to have a beer in a bar out and then got tired, because he didn’t find any..
The KuneKune know how to live… – love that “bacon area” according to Kate. Beautiful both, the image and the expression.
Because Little is so little, does that mean that he won’t be a gigantic bull? If that’s the case, maybe he would be worth keeping around as a cow “fertilizer”. If I’m fulla beans, please remember that I’m a city girl. Love, Gayle
I have considered it .. thats for sure, c
Tima’s tummy sure looks big…..I wonder. Sweet Little, gone for a walk about. Glad you found him. Bad piggies yanking down the fan. I’m sure it was a group caper.
I haven’t long been up and at it but the snoozie kune kunes make me feel like a nap would be nice. It’s good Little has improved enough to get himself ‘lost’ 🙂
I have long held that pigs really can fly. They are every bit as naughty as goats.
So glad you found Little. Perhaps they can all learn to come to the sound of a bucket being swished with grain?
POwer of the bucket i call it!! c
I have a bright yellow grain scoop, they say horses are color blind but all I have to do is wave it around and then dive for cover!
People always talk about a dog having a good life. I think the pigs may go them one better–at least for awhile–until the abattoir, anyway.
Unless you are Sheila she has the good life forever!!