I managed to catch the action as these two Berkshire piglets went through their evening training in preparation for the Animal Olympics!
Read moreBlown away
We’re being buffeted by a fresh gale* tonight, which made driving into the village to collect the Big Lad from Cubs somewhat exciting. When we arrived home, he darted inside with his sausage supper (takeaway is his post-Cubs treat every few weeks) while I went out to the hill to check the animals. I had [...]
Read moreThe ugly side of nature
I was carrying the first of the feed buckets through the byre and out to the pigs for their evening meal when I heard a piglet screaming at the top of the hill. I dropped the buckets and ran all the way to the top of the hill, expecting to find Doris sitting or lying [...]
Read moreDoris gets a house with a view
The next step in our pig rotation was to move Doris and her litter of Berkshire piglets from the byre to the hill. It was moving her hut down the hill for cleaning that led to my being slightly flattened on Friday, but with the Other Half and the Wee ‘Un helping the move back [...]
Read moreValhalla, here I come!
I really should stop visiting Raincoaster’s blog. She keeps mentioning extraordinarily daft quizes that I end up taking because, well, they’re extraordinarily daft. Normally, I wouldn’t go near a quiz with a bargepole as they’re pure hokum.
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26 February, 2009


