Our first three pigs were Wilbur, Gladys and Petunia. Well, there was a fourth one, a runt that came free with Wilbur, but the neighbor’s dog got into the pen and he is no more; c’est la vie, little piglet. These three got quite large, so after we pulled everything out of our gardens, we used them to plow up all the little spots that are annoying to get a tractor into.
We put them into our big greenhouse, the high tunnel, and then we put them into our kitchen beds near the house.
In order to make the pig program financially successful, we decided to try getting a registered, heritage breed pig. Taji decided that she wanted a Berkshire, and so little Penelope was retrieved from Creasy Hill Springs Farm.
Briefly, Penelope lived in Taji’s bedroom, until that was decided to be a situation less than ideal.
So little Penelope got moved out into the pigpen with Gladys and Petunia (with more-aggressive Wilbur slaughtered just for the occasion), and we discovered that pigs bite each other! So Penelope got put into the chicken tractor to get bigger.
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