Oh my goodness, I’m SO excited!!! Today, we got a pig. I have no idea what we are getting into, but I figure, we can learn as we go, right? I mean, if I spend all of my time reading about how to do something I’ll never actually do it! So, here we are. (Really, I’ve spent the past few days reading up on pigs.)
We went yesterday to pick a pig out. We took all of the kids with us. I think I was more excited than they were! We slopped through the mud following the man to the pig pen. I heard them squealing horribly before we got to them. Oh my goodness they were LOUD!
We all peaked through the fence and saw two not-so-little pigs in the smelly pen. They were ferociously trying to escape, and seemed extremely aggressive! The man warned us not to let the kids put their hands in the pen, “Now, watch them young ‘uns. Those pigs will bite!”
I looked at the pigs, and then looked at my husband. The doubtful expression on my face was clear. “He’s already loaded up the crate for us,” Jerry said, meaning, We can’t back out now. I turned to the old farmer and said, “Um… I’m kinda scared of your pigs.”
He said, “Yeah, I meant to tell you they were kinda bigger.” I said, “What I had in mind was a small pig… a friendly one. I’d like to let it out into the yard with the kids and the other animals.” He said, “I’m gonna be bringin’ some little ‘uns home tomorrow.” I asked, “If we get them when they are smaller, and raise them up petting them and stuff, will they be friendly?” He assured me they would. So we planned to pick up a smaller, nicer one, the next day.
Today was that day. They called us this afternoon and let us know they were ready. We wanted a girl, so that’s what they saved for us.
Jerry just came home with her. It’s dark out now, so I’ll have to get better pictures of her tomorrow once she’s in her pen.
The kids understand that she is to enjoy having, but also for meat when it comes time. We’ve named her Pork Chop, but Jada wants to call her “Porky”. Butchering a pig will be a whole other adventure! But for now, our goal is just to pen her and feed her.
I’m gonna talk to the owners of some local restaurants and see if we can get scraps to feed her. I’ll have to find a farmer to buy some grain from too.
But more about her later… I can’t wait to see how this goes!
A city girl learning to homestead on an acre of land in the country. Wife and homeschooling mother of four. Enjoying life, and everything that has to do with self sufficient living.