WARNING! This is about to get graphic! As many of you know, ask for boys, get boys, have to castrate! Typically, we castrate right on the 14th day of life. With all of the baseball games we have been running to lately, we decided we would castrate a few days early. We won't do it again. It is amazing how a few days makes a difference. We had a difficult time today. Parts were not popping out as easily as they usually do, there were liquids spraying me in the face (hence the eye goggles), and there was an angry sow knocking at the door of the barn. None of these are conducive for a stress-free task! Needless to say we moved quickly, and as soon as one was done, over the gate it went to Mama. We got our butts chewed every time a piglet went over! Peeks knows exactly how many pigs she has, as soon as she counted five, she laid down to nurse and calm them down. Which leads me to instinct...
Isn't a sow's instinct awesome? How does she know how many piglets she has? How does she know nursing them will calm them all down? She has huge ears, how does she not step on them, lay on them, or accidently hurt them? This is just so neat to me, and I love to watch them with their babies. What I love about the Large Black is the fact you can be around them and their babies. However, a baby even makes a squawk, and all bets are off! Mama is coming for you!
I will end this blog with a small confession. I have two kids, I can see, and I still step on them all the time! I could use a little of the hog's instinct to help me out!
HAVE A GREAT WEEK!!!