I looked around in case they were out and about and saw no one. So, I went to Wilbur's shack to see if he was in. Yes, Wilbur was snoozing mostly covered in hay, but I could see the hay rising up and down and black boar bristles in between. Wilbur was in. Then I heard Clara grunting and Clara had moved in with Wilbur and brought the kids, but not all of them. There were only 5.
Oh no! Did the ravens get the other two? That is always a big concern because the ravens are much bigger than the piglets and they would be easy targets for those predators. Off to check the old house I went, hoping that they were there. I didn't see anything and started poking around the hay. Out came a squealing piglet. Maybe the other was there too? I poked the hay and out came the second piglet. I picked the two little gaffers up and after a bunch of squealing, they were fairly quiet, so I marched over to Wilbur's place. Robbie was thinking he would help and the piglets were terrified. Robbie was getting excited though and did not want to leave. The other dogs were coming to see what the commotion was about too.
I gave one piglet to Clara but wanted to keep the other one, a cute pink, black and white spotted little one, for a few minutes. Clara was not having any of that though, and she came out of her nest grunting and barking at me, "Give me my baby!" I put the baby down, who started to squeal at the top of his little lungs, which brought the dogs back, and he started to follow his mamma, so she went to the other piglets. Robbie scared him though and he got sidetracked, so I had to pick him up again. Oh the noise!! Oh, the noise! Those little things can squeal. Clara came rushing out to rescue the piglet and I shooed her back in and put the little guy in with her. Whew! 7 found, safe and sound. Another adventure at the Fat Ewe Farm for the day.