We had talked about farrowing pigs sometime down the road, but didn’t think we’d give it a try any time soon. That changed in May when our neighbor pulled in one day to talk to Pam. He had four pregnant sows (female pigs), which he no longer wanted and was willing to sell them to us for a reasonable price. So we decided to go for it. Isaiah had some preparation to do to make room for the sows since once they had their piglets they needed to be kept separate. He moved the other pigs out of the shed back to their pasture area and cleaned out the shed. Getting the shed ready for the mama pigs was rushed since one had reached her due date. Given the urgency, I was hoping the piglets would be born the night they arrived.
Years and years ago, we had a sow and raised piglets. I, Bethany, was a very small child at the time; probably barely more than a toddler. My memory of it is a bit fuzzy. I don’t remember piglets at all, just the sow. The sow was very large, huge and terrifying; that’s all I remember.
It was a couple of weeks after the sows came before the first one had piglets; her piglets were born on May 27th. Faith’s eyes lit up when I lifted a piglet up for her to see. Faith is three this summer, one of Pam’s many granddaughters. She has always taken an interest in the pigs; even last summer she would play near their pen, including the pigs in her play. As soon as she could talk she would tell the pigs to shut up whenever they got to loud. So when the first sow had her piglets we took Faith into the shed to see them. If Jonathan, her daddy, hadn’t been holding on to her she would have climbed right into the pen with the sow and piglets, I think. I handed the piglet to Jonathan so I could climb out of the pen and so we could take pictures with it. Nate, Mariya, and Xavier, more of Pam’s grandkids, were there, also, to see the piglets and have their pictures taken with them. All the kids were as excited about the piglets as was I.
Another sow had her piglets at the end of June or the beginning of July and another in the middle of July. Even by the third time, I stood in wonder watching the tiny baby piglets. I can’t believe how small and how cute pigs start out. I love looking at their tiny snouts and noses, tiny hooves, tiny tails, and tiny ears. The ears are rather large in comparison to the rest of the piglet’s body. I just can’t get over how little they are. I told my friends about the piglets, told them they needed to come see the piglets. Everyone who came to see the piglets were also awed by them and intrigued, standing for several minutes watching them. The piglets grow really fast; they aren’t so little anymore. We’re still waiting for the last sow to have her piglets, I look forward to seeing new born piglets once again.