So Barney, Fred, Wilma and Betty hid out when the piglets were being collected to go the butcher shop. There was no way they were going! Smart little piggies. I was pretty surprised to find them camped out in the big hay bales the next morning, but had to give them credit for their brains. That saved their lives.
It was not my intention to continue raising pigs, and I originally thought Fred was a girl as Barney was always breeding him, Upon close investigation, he was a he, not a she! So, the piglets are 5 months of age and likely are already bred. Drat! I am not sure they will have successful litters though. I have tried to lock Fred up many times, but that guy finds ways to get out of places I did not think were possible. How, I am not sure!
Wilma and Betty are Ossabaw hog and Potbelly crosses, so they will be quite petite, but Fred is a Large Black/Meishan/Potbelly and who knows what size he will end up.
I baked one of the butchered piglets whole for my supper tonight. It was delicious. The piglets were still nursing so this a milk fed meat, tender and delectable. I am still not over raising animals for food. It seems so utterly barbaric, but as I do eat meat, I might as well know what goes into the critter and know they were humanely spoiled with lots of love on my farm. I think Fred will miss Barney the most. Barney went to a lovely home though. A grandpa came to pick him up for his grandson so the mommy pig and he can have baby pigs. Awe. So long Barney!