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JIGGEDY JIG

HOME again, home again. Jiggedy Jig.

PUSHY COW

gain By yesterday morning the sick pig was given an A- and by yesterday evening she was given an A+ and was back to shoving the others out of the way to get to her food. Her breathing is still a little laboured but…

TONTON AND BABIES

TonTon, bless him.

WAIWAI MOVES HOUSE

Before I even fed him yesterday Wai had decided he was moving house. For the last few days I had opened the gate between him and Tima and Tane the Kune Kune couple and the kune kune had come across chatting and complaining but Wai…

JUMPING COW

Cows can Jump

SATURDAY

SATURDAY ALREADY!

I have been working on the creep for Molly’s babies. It is made with walls  of straw so is dismantled every winter then remade again in piglet season.  The creep is a warm area with deep straw and a heat lamp – this is…

Cows, cows, cows and a pig.

Poppy the pig, it was so cold yesterday Sheila took to her bed and Poppy spent the day gazing mournfully out the door. The brown cows are all together again. Finally, says Aunty Del. We have discovered that Lady Astor will stand completely still…

Waiting for the Milking

The afternoons are spent in a series of gentle moves that culminate in The Milking.  I put Naomi into the barn about 2pm.  She just runs straight in every time.  Her mother waits outside in the yards and we milk her about 5pm.  I usually…

Are you up?

I am not. I mean I am up. But it feels like my head needs to catch up. I went to bed at 7pm last night. I tried to stay up until the 9.30 lambs feed but failed. So I went to bed and…

you did not believe me?

Here, in my unheated bedroom. ICE on the inside of the double glazed windows. Makes me feel right at home. I have never lived in a house with heated bedrooms anyway.  Now whenever you see those silly christmas decorations with the sprayed-on ice around…

Blankets for Pigs

Last night was not so cold, but late in the night I got it into my head that Sheila, my big Hereford pig, needed a blanket – and you know how these thoughts are, after the initial thought, nothing will turn it away.. not…