We took Delilah’s litter of eight-week-old Berkshire piglets away from her today. She wasn’t best pleased, pacing up and down, calling for piglets. But to no avail. No, not because we’d moved them far away but because they were far too busy… We moved the piglets into a pen that’s stood empty for a year. […]
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Sun makes for happy pigs
The sun finally emerged this morning, bringing a brief end to a 12-day spell of continuous cloud cover, heavy rain, hail and sleet. It also brought out Delilah and her piglets for half an hour’s exploration and mischief. One of the three is a monster of a piglet. The others are about average in size. […]
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Let sleeping pigs lie
We brought Delilah, one of our Berkshire sows, down to the farrowing pen last week. We were running late with the move thanks to my fractured wrist and were concerned Delilah would farrow outside. There was no need to worry, of course, because Delilah likes to make the most of her days before she delivers […]
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Curiosity may have killed the cat…
…but it never hurt a pig. A Berkshire piglet sniffs out something more interesting than soil, worms, slugs and roots.
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A piglet’s gotta do…
…what a piglet’s gotta do! By the time this Berkshire piglet arrived at the party, everyone else was lined up at the bar. What else was there to do but crowd surf into prime position?
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17 June, 2012 

