Ears up and head up when the tractor and the dogs and I bring their hay down to the back of the field. Breakfast in bed. Lovely if you are into that kind of thing.
I always throw the hay out in small piles onto clean areas of the field, small enough and spaced out enough to avoid turning into cow beds, or pooed on and being wasted. Cows like to eat off clean ground (an oxymoron if ever I wrote one) . Cows will often poo when they are eating and do not like to eat where they have pooed, wasting hay, so I always try to find a clean table for them. It works for many reasons, the grass does not get smothered and they spread the good fertility from their manure through out the winter field and they waste very little.
Pigs love the sun too. No digging into the straw yesterday at a high of 52F (11C). Everyone was laid out in the sun.
Of course all these home barn pigs could have been outside in the sun too, the gates are always open, but they chose to sleep in their sunny pen instead. Perfectly spaced as though parked by a valet. Molly and Tahiti the two gilts are the sweetest pigs. I say roll over to one and they both throw themselves down for a belly scratch.
Tahiti has 16 nipples, Molly only 12. Though I think Molly is more beautiful with her four red legs. And Tahiti is spectacular with her large wide expressive face.
We walked between the barns again the dogs and I. The cats come a ways then wait in the long grass to lead us back on the home stretch.
Today will be even warmer which is good as the dogs and I have to drive up to Chicago and pick up Our John from the plane. He has been gone ten days. Ten very quiet, tidy days.
I hope you have a lovely day.