We never got the piglets new fence finished yesterday but maybe tomorrow. Farm work has a delightful endlessness, there is always more to do but when you don’t quite finish every job it does not really matter – there is always tomorrow. The important thing is to do a little every day towards completion. Feeding and maintaining the animals always come first.
Poppy managed to break the chain on her gate and I found her out grazing with the cows.
She is probably looking for a place to build a nest but she is not going to be farrowing in the field – every night the coyotes scream their way around the farm, I am not about to leave her out there for them.
Poppy’s farrowing pen has two creeps, they sit on either side of her big pen with the big open door. One of the creeps is cold and one hot. The cold one has a house in it and piles of straw. The hot side has a small cosy tin house made from an old rubbish bin that has one flattened side so it lies flat and more straw. I have hung a hot lamp above the tin house so that the metal warms up just enough to create a haven of warmth. Sometimes I turn the light on so I can see how the little tin house warms up. Both creeps are inaccessible to Poppy the big sow but if she lies flat she can fit her nose through the tiny piglet door to the hot creep and warm her face under their waiting light.
Like a young mother sitting in the rocking chair in the waiting nursery.
LuLu loves to sleep in the little tin house proving that this is a good place for piglets. Imagine her surprise when a little team of honking piglets appear. Though we must touch wood – this summer has taught us that there are no guarantees of a happy outcome.
When Sheila is not busting gates and bothering the cows she stands in her doorway and looks out. Just standing – looking out.
Bless her heart.
I hope you have a good day