The first thing the kids want to do in the morning is go and feed the pigs...which is why we were outside at 8:30 am!
Emma has named one of them Wilbur. I hope that is not a foreshadowing of what's to come. I thought his name should be "Pork". "Pig" and "Pork" are good names, no? They are, after all, destined to be on our dinner table.
It's hard to see the pigs because of the angle of the sun, but they are in there, enjoying some pig feed. They've made a little nest for themselves in the hay on the right.
Sassy thinks we brought her home some "toys". You should hear her whine and bark, desperate to get in there and terrorize the pigs. Thankfully, she can't get in there and roll in the pig poo!
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When I explained to Bannon that we get bacon from pigs...in other words...we eat animals...I felt so bad! He was in shock at first, but has then proceeded to ask me which animals we are eating at meals. So he seems to have recovered. Looks like you guys worked hard over there...not that I'm surprised or anything :)
Hi Maureen,
Over on my Sugar Mountain Farm blog on the post you asked about fleas and ticks.
We don't have flea or tick problems. Part may be our cool northern climate. Part may be that we have a lot of chickens who are fond of such things.
Diatomaceous Earth (DE) is something people use for critters like this which may also help. Just don't breath it as it is a fine dust.
Cheers,
-Walter
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