I hope you'll excuse my absence from this space for the past few days. I have a lot on my mind, and, for the past 24 hours anyway, two sick kids on my hands. I was able to sneak away for a few minutes by myself yesterday, so I headed out to check in with Matilda and Spotty (the most recent sow to farrow). Matilda was in a funk, too. Not very happy to have me poking about, she sidled up to me and swiftly knocked me sprawling! Luckily, I was crouched down in the clean straw outside the hut, so I had neither far to fall nor a nasty surprise to land in. After she made her point, I think she felt better, and she did let me spend a few minutes with her piglets. Her twelve are doing great. Just two weeks old now and they're hale and hearty, every single one.
Then, down the little muddy lane to Spotty's hut. Spotty farrowed nine piglets last Thursday, but lost one in the first day - one little piglet who didn't get out of Mama's way in time. There was one other piglet who was injured sometime immediately after being born (she was probably stepped on - sadly, not an uncommon event), leaving her with a rather large, but not open, wound on her belly. Craig was pretty pessimistic about her chances (fearing internal injuries), but she made it. In fact, she's doing just fine, healing beautifully.
Here's Spotty, napping with one eye open, tracking my every move.
Thanks for the visit, Lady Pigs! You might not have been thrilled to see me, but it is always a joy to see you.