The big little piggies are growing fast.
In fact it is becoming an increasingly and hilariously dangerous job to feed them three times a day. I think someone is offering extra points to see the farmer tripped up and the buckets of milk soaked oats flying through the air.
Buckets and cows waiting for milking.
Here is Poppy watching her babies sleep. The other night a couple of men came to help me turn the bull calf into a steer. It was a quick and quiet procedure. But when I took the men across to show them the piglets I found that Poppy had lain across the piglets doorway, effectively locking them in. Strangers in the barn!
I have a distant memory of her doing this with her last litter. Shutting them into the creep with her considerabe body.
I hope you have a lovely day.