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Piglets, Goats, and Spring!

A photo of Lisa and familySunday, February 28, 2010

Except for the mud and blackflies, I just love spring. It’s a time of birth and renewal.

Speaking of births, Charlotte gave birth to 11 little piglets yesterday. All by herself. See, they don’t need our help.

Charlotte the pig and her piglets

Dave left for work early that morning (so what else is new). He told me that she was going to farrow that day sometime since she was very antsy. J. and I had some errands to do, so we left for a few hours and when we got back, there were 11 little bundles of joy! They were all nursing contently. This morning though, it seems like there is one that won’t make it. He must just have been weak. I don’t dare go see in the barn. Dave will take care of that. Anyway. If he has passed, I can’t reach him anyhow, and there is no possible way I am going in there with her. Uh-uh. No way Jose! Not this chickie. If there is one thing I have learned in these last few seasons with the animals, it’s that pigs are extremely, excessively possessive mothers. Chickens, goats, cattle, etc., do not hold a candle to pigs. Mind you it’s different taking a little chick from a 3-pound mother, than taking a piglet from an almost 600-pound sow! Think about it, a pig is the only animal that we eat that given half a chance, would eat us back!

Well I got my seed order in the mail last week. I actually controlled myself. Phew! It was tough. Dave had already passed through it and marked off what he think we needed. It came to about 30 dollars. Then I went through...

The order came to 96 dollars. Egad! So I cut back on a few things. It came to 80 dollars. So I cut again. Everytime I cut something out, it’s like cutting off one of my fingers. Sigh! OK, well not really but I just want to grow everything! Needless to say I don’t have the time, money and land to grow all I want to grow. It’s just NOT FAIR! So then I cut again and the final total was 76 dollars.

It was a strange day all around. First Charlotte gave birth, then I figured I’d let the goats out for a few hours, since most of the snow is gone so that means I can get to the gate.

First I have to say that Febe and Whisper have never escaped. I don’t even have to put the fence on most of the time. Well guess what!? I can’t do that with the famous new escape artist, formerly known as Esme!

I put them in, stayed there for a while, then went in. As we were eating supper, I found that the “memmmm”s were getting kinda loud. I looked on the front lawn and there were 3 goats. Not good. Esme showed the other two how the escape. Nice of her.

But then Dave said, “ Didn’t you forget that the fence had let go on the other end of the pasture? That means that it’s shorted out somewhere.”


So hubby and son fixed the fence and the goats stayed in. Fancy that! Amazing what seven strands of electric fence can do!

I fired up the incubator last week. It’s more than full – 53 eggs! I’m going for genetic diversification. Big words for a French Acadian woman! I really don’t know if it’s a real term. But it sounds good. Really, I’m incubating some of my hen’s eggs and two other friend’s eggs. Well not their eggs, but their hen’s eggs. Then I’ll have created a genetically diversified flock! Doesn’t it sound so professional and scientific?

March 2, 2010

Well I started this blog 2 days ago and I’m still not done. Time just flies by. I just can’t beleive how the hours pass by in a day. I need more time!

Yesterday started like a nice day. By evening things went from very good to very, very bad. Let’s just put it this way ... I’m fine but my car is not. After I dropped J. off at drum lessons, I figured I’d go get his birthday gift at Walmart. Well I made a left turn on a green light and got smucked in the rear passenger door. The guy was flying, but because I didn’t have a flashing green I’m in the wrong. They can’t prove he was speeding.

But when I looked to turn he was far enough away. So, I had more than enough time to make it. Guess not.

I don’t really want to talk about it anymore. Like Forrest Gump would say, “That’s all I have to say about that.”

Piglets waiting for their going over and shots

Tonight Dave and I gave the piglets their go over. Within 5 days of birth, they need their iron shots, their wolf teeth cut and antibiotic shot. That’s all we do to them. They don’t like the dentistry but they don’t even peep when you give them their shots. I also took this year’s Christmas card photo while we had them away from mama.

Dave gives a piglet a shot.

Oh, on a sad note. That one piglet that I said looked like he wasn’t going to make it ... didn’t make it.

Well that’s about it for this time. Really it’s enough.

Have a Blessed Day.