Have you seen the little piggies?
Oh my, I am in love with 6 piglets! One of our sows gave birth last Thursday at dinnertime. I had been watching her all day- building her nest, grunting, smashing her rear end into the corner of the pen (That was near the end. I think we Moms know it as transition- ugh.) Right before we sat down to eat with our friends that were there as a birth team/cheerleaders, Jonny and I decided to go look in on Bertha (who was givin’ birth-a) and there was the cutest little face staring up at us, still wet and covered with caul. They came about every 2o minutes and I was ridiculously hands on (I’ve never some this before and I was worried they would get smooshed during labor). Of course, they didn’t actually need me, but I don’t regret anything. I sat in the pen, watching one come after another, while my friend Michael re-read me parts of Storey’s Guide to Raising Pigs.
They are so soft. We were amazed at how instantly wiggly and active the little creatures were. They were on a mission to get milk- I mean A MISSION. I didn’t get any shots that night, but here are some from the next couple days. They were instantly given names- hard not to, but probably not the best idea, if you know what I mean.