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If you'da told me...
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Cindi    Posted 11-25-2004 at 07:11:51       [Reply]  [No Email]
...yesterday that I would be wallowing around in the mud Thanksgiving morning catching a pig I would have called you a liar.

It poured straight down for about twenty minutes at seven-thirty this morning. The minute it stopped, two men pulled in the yard wanting a pig about a hundred pounds. I was still in my robe,(blush)and had to rush to get dressed. I was kind of hoping that they would be gone when I came back out, but no such luck.

I tried to talk him into coming back when Fred was home, but he insisted that in his country (VietNam maybe?) it was the day to roast the pig, and he needed it NOW by golly.

"Okay. But you're catchin' it!" I warned.

"Oh yeah, we catch!" Nodding vigorously.

Yeah right. The one guy never even left the truck.

It just so happened that the pig trailer was still out in the pasture from the trip to the sale last week, so I threw a bunch of feed in it and six or seven of them went in after it, taking about half the mud from the pasture with them. Then it was a simple matter of picking one and running the rest out. Well, due to the mud, they basically slid out.

The one he chose was about 120. It took us fifteen minutes to get her tied up, as the pig trailer is only four feet tall from floor to ceiling so everything had to be done bent over at the waist. Not to mention that he had brought about thirty feet of clothesline cord that he refused to cut, so he had to keep weaving it in and out between her legs and so on. Oh Lord.

Naturally the first thing I did after she was tied was walk backwards out of the trailer and land on my donkey in the mud. The guy in the truck got out then...to laugh.

Shutup

We dragged the pig out and the man backed his truck into the pasture. We loaded her into the back of his truck, which was no easy task as he was driving a Toyota 4 X 4 with a lift kit, so the tailgate was a good four feet off the ground.

I would venture to say that he used three hundred feet of rope before he got her tied to suit him, and then he tied her with a rope running from her feet to each of the four corners of the bed of the truck. I suspect that if they'd rolled that truck on the way home, the only one to survive would have been that trussed up pig.

When I went back inside the trailer (which has three compartments) to open up the dividing doors so that the pigs could get back in there and clean up the rest of the feed, a five hundred pound sow named Julie decided to get in there with me.

To give you some perspective, the trailer would hold maybe one "Julie" per compartment and that's only if you can convince her to grab her tail in her mouth and curl up in a knot. It was custom built to carry maybe thirty fifty-pound weaners-- ten per compartment. So as I was coming out she was coming in, and there was no place for me to go. Since I couldn't stand up straight, there I was nose to nose with her. Me trying to go forward and her shoving me back to get to the feed. She won. She mashed me into a corner and plowed on by...bless her big fat porcine heart. About then the warning came..

"Watching out Missy! Big pig come in wit' you!"

"I know!" I squawked. It was the best I could do, my lungs were up in my throat by then.(grin)

He went off, happy as pie, leaving me with money to pay the cable bill, and on my way out of the pasture I found Lucille Ball ( a red gilt out of Jennifer Lopez) had given birth to five cute little porkers, one the color of a sunset. Gorgeous. With the fifteen new baby goats and the other litter of pigs that were born last week we are literally crawling with babies, which is just the way I like it.

Happy Thanksgiving (smile)



Zenia    Posted 11-25-2004 at 08:27:55       [Reply]  [No Email]
What a great story! You have the gift of writing.

You reminded me of when I worked on a small family farm. They had 25 pigs, many more when the sows had babies. They had this huge black sow, Bertha. John, who together with his wife owned the farm, weighed about 350 pounds. Very big guy. Big Bertha was even bigger, though. One morning she got out of her farrowing pen, unbeknownst to John. He went into the pig enclusure, and out came Bertha from inside what we called the Piggie Condo - she knocked John flat backwards with one swift move. Ouch! It was quite a thud, but amazingly he was OK and we got a good laugh over it. Little piglets are so cute! I named mine Scar, and had her butchered at 6 months. She was red, mostly Duroc (sp?). Delicious, no bacon really, though, still too lean.


Cindi    Posted 11-25-2004 at 15:48:31       [Reply]  [No Email]
I don't think there's anything really short of concrete that will stop a pig that really wants to go. Or electric. Once bitten by electric they will rarely go near it again. I have seen Fred tossed cup over teakettle many times. I don't know who's got a harder head, him or the pigs.(grin)


DD    Posted 11-25-2004 at 07:21:22       [Reply]  [No Email]
Babies of any kind are always acceptable, even lil possum ones : )


Cindi    Posted 11-25-2004 at 07:54:04       [Reply]  [No Email]
I love the babies. I wish the baby pigs were freindlier, and even right now I am tempted to go out there and try to catch one of Lucille's new babies, but it's just not a good idea.


bob ny    Posted 11-25-2004 at 08:10:18       [Reply]  [No Email]
especially to lucille( not a good idea)


Cindi    Posted 11-25-2004 at 15:50:05       [Reply]  [No Email]
Yes! First litter. She may not be very big, but she's got Duroc in her. You just look in her eyes ...and know better.


yeah    Posted 11-27-2004 at 01:41:53       [Reply]  [No Email]
uh huh


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