Piglets are here!
Technically, their called wieners- but they are still little and darn cute, so I prefer the word piglet.
Pretty sure Bubba drove nearly half the state yesterday making various stops to pick up or drop off a plethora of items. By time he got home last night, it was getting late and the piglets wouldn’t have had time to get settled properly in the field before it got dark.
So last night, we had house guests. 9 of them.
I woke up in the middle of the night to hear the rain beating down on the roof and a roll of thunder in the distance. I panicked for a moment, hoping that the little ones would be okay under the clear visqueen we put over the large crate, praying it would still be in place in the morning, keeping everyone dry and warm.
I went out this morning to make sure everyone survived the night to find 4 little piggies all snuggled up and still fast asleep.
Everyone was warm and dry and resting very comfortably and some were already up and rooting around the straw for some breakfast.
By time Bubba and I got done laughing at the piggy pile and discussing their transition from crate to pasture this morning everyone was stirring, though the littlest ones were clearly hitting the snooze button at least one more time.
By late morning, everyone was settled into a section of pasture at the farm, checking out their new digs and having some breakfast in the sunshine.
Tough life eh?