Pinky Progress and Chicks

I understand the inventor of the bagpipes was inspired when he saw a man carrying an indignant, asthmatic pig under his arm. unfortunately, the man-made sound never equaled the purity of the sound achieved by the pig.

-Alfred Hitchcock

The pigs have grown. They’re now too big to both eat out of the feeder at the same time, so they’ve taken to scrabbling over it. Walter, who’s successfully increased his size margin over Flo, eats first. She fights him the entire time, standing off to the side screaming and squealing, until he moves to finally let her in. Sometimes the noise reaches such a fevered pitch that I haul a few handfuls of grain out of the feeder and make Flo a pile. And then they fight over that.

Walter’s growing hams.
 
The chickens have arrived…
 
 26 meat birds. We’re currently keeping them in a large cardboard box. At first it was in the sunroom of Cory’s parent’s house, but by the second morning they smelled so foul they had to be moved to the garage.

Because the chicks are so fragile they give you 1 or 2 extra in your batch, in case any die. Cory is categorically against losing even one, so he’s been diligent about keeping them warm and watered. Fresh water is important to prevent constipation; a chicky killer!

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One response to this post.

  1. Ha! Guess that’s where the term “being a hog” comes from! Poor Flo!
    Can’t wait to hear about your chickies, too.

    Reply

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