notjustair
Well-known Member
It is hot as a firecracker here again today. As I was watching all of the hogs in the various pins find their spot in the mud hole, I wondered whether they think evil thoughts. The front set of pens I use for farrowing - there are three sows in those now ready to farrow in the next five days. Last I looked the were all up to their eyeballs in mud.
One of the sows is the matriarch of the farm. She's about seven years old and by far the oldest. I broke my rule about age with her because she's such a darn good mother, has huge litters, and is smart enough to take over the courthouse. I figure she's earned her right to grow old and die here. After another litter or two, of course.
On the other side of her pen is the doghouse. It's really more of a single car garage, but it is only for the dogs. My big boy is a Burmese Mountain dog (125 pounds) and the heat is hard on him. He's got about half of his fur shaved for the summer but still has a window air conditioner in his house for days like today. I usually don't see him after morning chores, but if I make noise he sticks his head out of the dog door,looks around, and then disappears back inside. When I shut the shed door just now and he did that I swear that old sow glared at him. I think he made the mistake of telling her he set the thermostat at 75. She also seems to hate it when he hops in the pickup for a ride. All 600 pounds of her isn't hopping anywhere.
One of the sows is the matriarch of the farm. She's about seven years old and by far the oldest. I broke my rule about age with her because she's such a darn good mother, has huge litters, and is smart enough to take over the courthouse. I figure she's earned her right to grow old and die here. After another litter or two, of course.
On the other side of her pen is the doghouse. It's really more of a single car garage, but it is only for the dogs. My big boy is a Burmese Mountain dog (125 pounds) and the heat is hard on him. He's got about half of his fur shaved for the summer but still has a window air conditioner in his house for days like today. I usually don't see him after morning chores, but if I make noise he sticks his head out of the dog door,looks around, and then disappears back inside. When I shut the shed door just now and he did that I swear that old sow glared at him. I think he made the mistake of telling her he set the thermostat at 75. She also seems to hate it when he hops in the pickup for a ride. All 600 pounds of her isn't hopping anywhere.