Tima Goes To Piggy Jail

Wind this morning and grey wintry skies. The leaves are blowing into drifts. Or straight out onto the plains.

After weeks of warm sunny weather we now have warm windy weather with the promise of rain. And the rain will be nice.

Old truck. Old barn.

WaiWai

I took the big blue blanket down from the tree and gave it a wash to cover Wai at night. His skin is ripping in places and I am worried it is the straw he burrows under. So he is slathered in his cream and covered in his blanket every night.

Old blankets hanging in a tree

Poor Wai, his recovered skin gets more fragile as he gets older. I wish I could strap a cover on him but I am afraid that it would rub his skin right off. And his wounds need air.

I am hoping the new cream will help. I think the vet is running out of ideas.

Tima was naughty

Kunekune pig looking out through the slats of the gate.

Tima had been very naughty. She broke into the feed shed TWICE. So I put her in jail yesterday while I fed the others. She had quite enough to eat.

She was so mad about being put in jail that she lowered her head and lifted this little gate straight off its hinges. It rolled onto her back and made her yell even louder with fury. Lucky I saw her do it or she would have escaped and gobbled up Wai’s dinner.

The Glasshouse

Deb asked me this morning about our little glasshouse and I realize I have not discussed its construction for quite some time.

It is not very big probably as big as two four cushion couches back to back and constructed of recycled found windows with a concrete floor. The roof of glass is actually three sliding doors – without the slide (I wish the roof did slide open to catch the rain but there you are). There are four big planting beds as high as window seats around the outside and a tiny potting bench. Plenty of shelving.

It has two glass doors. One that leads to the outside. One that leads to the house via the wash house.

In the winter the interior door is open to let the warmth drift into the house.

My biggest problem is the cats. So I keep the wash-house door shut at all times or the cats use the glasshouse as a toilet which is not very nice.

The tomatoes are still going strong which is exciting It will be interesting to see how long they last once it begins to get cold.

Not cold yet though!!

Mature, Hereford, rescue hog, looking through Green gate

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16 responses to “Tima Goes To Piggy Jail”

  1. You have boundless energy. Where I live, glass is a liability, but so are the alternatives. My cell phone slipped out of my hands onto concrete and the glass face broke, but pockets get holes in the bottoms, and everything stays wet. You also have lots of patience with your multiple animals. Cats are good for catching rats. I’m getting good at distinguishing cat stink from rat stink.

    • He is very happy in his life really. Though I struggle with his skin he has his routines. I took a lovely 10 minute soundscape of him tonight – it will come out Thursday. So lovely to watch him methodically making his bed.

  2. I had a pot belly house pig for 11 years. One day Roosevelt learned to open the fridge, he actually ate a pork chop, I never even found the bone! From that day on I had to literally tie the door shut with a strap, he never forgot.

  3. Oh Tima… she has come a long way since that tiny piglet you brought home so long ago. I loved the photo of her beside the steps in your black cat post; she looks like a carved stone pig. What a wonderful garden decoration that would be…

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