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Way "up nawth" in northern NH, where the snowdrifts are big enough to have their own zip codes, life on the farm comes with equal parts work, wonder, and comic relief. I’m Sandy Davis—farmer, storyteller, and frequent victim of livestock with too much personality. Here’s where I share the true (and mostly true) tales of everyday life on American Way Farm—the moments that inspired my book Between the Fenceposts.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Nine New Additions: Surprise Piglets, Cuteness Overload

We have nine new additions to the family. No, not because I planned it. Not because anyone told me. Not because I marked a date on the calendar with a little heart and a note that said “piglets due!” No, I discovered them like every other big farm development—completely by accident, while stumbling around before my second cup of herbal tea.

There they were this morning, snoozing under a tree like they owned the place. I had no idea they were even on the way. Apparently, pigs don't feel the need to keep me in the loop. Thanks for the heads-up, sweetheart.

And here’s the kicker—this might explain Remi. A few days ago, I caught our female Great Pyrenees, Remi, inside that pasture. Now, Remi never jumps the electric fence. That girl respects voltage. So naturally, I assumed there was a predator threatening the area and she was heroically throwing herself into danger to protect the livestock. Nope. Turns out she might’ve been moonlighting as a midwife. Or just wanted to be front row for the big event. Either way, she knew what was going on before I did. Typical.

This morning, I waited until Mama Pig was off doing pig things—rooting around like she doesn’t have newborns to keep alive—before I crept in like a nosy neighbor with a camera. Took a few baby pictures while trying not to get discovered. Because, let’s be real, the only thing scarier than a protective mama pig is one who’s hangry and postpartum.

So now we have nine piglets. I don’t know their names, I don’t know their gender, and I don’t know how long they’ve been here. But I do know that my week just got a whole lot more complicated.

Farm life: where every day is a surprise party, and you're the one cleaning up after it.


Meanwhile, I found poor daddy banished to another area of the woods.

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6 comments:

Delirious said...

That is beyond cute!

amyb said...

Oh, Sandy, thank you for sharing this with me. How wonderful! They are absolutely adorable.

Will a pig stay in a horse pasture? I hear they root out all sorts of nasty plants...I wouldn't mind putting one in with my horses if it might work.

Love you,
Amy

Anonymous said...

Congrats Sandy - very exciting discovery! Glad to hear all are doing well.

Darlene

Carol............. said...

They're all cute but I have my eye on the spotted one!

Sandy@American Way Farm said...

Probaby not Amy. Horses and pigs usually don't like each other. But pigs do make great pets and are easy to fence so rotating one through pastures behind the horses is a great idea. They spread the manure and work it into the soil, eat bugs and plants the horses don't eat, etc. I know lots of people who do that and it works well. You just can't leave them in an area too long. That being said, I know someone who does have a pig and horse together, and someone else who grazes his pigs right alongside sheep.

Andrea said...

So Sweeeet!