Tag: pigs
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A moments respite
The sun came out and the temperatures rose and the internet came back on. I am working faster than the speed of light. Federico has gone back to Argentina, his absence is surprisingly strong. In Argentina they are more likely to judge time in days than weeks and he told me he had been here…
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A kick from the belly
Yesterday I sat down in the straw with Hop and Pop Poppy, she sighed and laid beside me so I could stroke her belly. She loves to have her belly stroked. And that is when one of her piglets kicked me. A little hoof reached out and poked me in the palm of my hand. I…
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Hop and Pop Pops Up
– Poppy. Trying to jump the gate. Because BooBoo was drinking milk on the other side. Shades of the old Hop and Pop. A terrifying thought. Gave the poor dog quite the fright. Lady Astor has won a gold star every day for six days now. No kicking at all. Though I did not let the…
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Grazing pigs
The grass is fantastic for this time of year. In fact we are going to be thinking about cutting hay as soon as the weather settles. And the pigs love it when the grass is long and tasty. Sheila and TonTon. Sheila my darling pig. I must ask Federico to take a picture of me…
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Tima and Poppy
I am willing to bet now, that Timatanga Moana is pregnant. There is a certain angle from behind (- so rude) where you can see the pigs belly drooping downwards with the teats quite prominent. Like a bulge. Usually looking at a gilt from behind you see nothing. Now I can see the curve of her…
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