I had every intention of writing this post a few weeks ago. Our piggie girls, Brunhilde and Greta Garbo, have been our favorite pigs of all time. Just having two pigs changes their socialization, and I think that they are more interested in human interaction when there are only two. But I also think that these girls were particularly friendly. They always begged for back and neck scratches, and even when they got really large, they retained their playful and friendly mannerisms. They didn’t use their size to push us around, which frequently happens when there are more pigs in a group, I think. Maybe it’s a little bit of the gang mentality!
Our two girls are crossbred pigs, Red Wattle/Large Black and Red Wattle/Berkshire. They are both entertaining and delightful. Not just laid back and playful, but friendly as well. We have moved them around and the paddock they spent the last month in is the back winter paddock. About three weeks ago I came home from work and pulled down to the house at the bottom of the driveway. My husband was out with a visiting friend for the day and I was getting home and looking forward to putting my feet up for ten quiet minutes before even thinking about chores or dinner. But as you can guess, Brunhilde and Greta had a different idea! I pulled down to the house (about 300 feet past the paddock area), got out of the car to grab my stuff, and who met me at the back door, but the frolicking piggie girls! We had a short discussion with lots of back and neck scratches and pats, and they hung out behind the house while I got into my chore clothes and met them at the back door again. As I headed up the driveway to the paddock area, I found that the girls were right at my side, snorting and chortling at me. They didn’t even need a grain inducement to go into the paddock, where I found the panel whose baling twine had rotted and broken. They love to itch their sides on the galvanized panels, and if there is some rotted or old twine, it just pops open.
Brunhilde and Greta had one last toot this past Friday. I am certainly glad that I was not home when the livestock transporter came for them. They were extremely entertaining and lovely girls. The memory of their happy days is a good one. They will be feeding three families very nicely over the coming year, and we are extremely thankful.