I haven’t written much about my pet pigs since we got them last summer. If you missed my post about The Great Pig Hunt of 2011 you should go check it out, it’s a very bizarre story of two cute baby pot bellied pigs loose on the farm.
For the most part Tubsimoo and Clementine had been chilling in the pig pen all winter long, sleeping in their hutch buried in hay for warmth. Now that they are bigger and the weather is warmer they need room to roam and root. My husband re-secured the backyard and we let them have free reign over the lawn.
My dogs are adjusting to them. My little pug Doug seems to go into this weird trance when the pigs are around. She seems to be hypnotized by them and starts trying to chase them. She is getting better but I don’t let her around them unsupervised yet.
The things about the pigs that I wasn’t expecting is how much they root around in the grass. They are natures little rototillers. They dig their snouts into the grass and lift it up and look for bugs, worms, seeds, – whatever they can get in the dirt. In one week’s time my backyard went from looking normal to like this:
I’m trying to think positively and remember that A) The front yard still looks normal so at least we have that and B) I seriously hate mowing the lawn so now it looks like we do not need to worry about that!