I picked up two 8wk old wiener pigs the other day. The price went down this year so that was a blessing. They were $65 each. My friend laughed when I said I was going to “have fun” picking up pigs.
Yeah, I guess I’m weird, I think its fun. They are cute when they are little. Good thing they get big, mean and ugly by Thanksgiving.
It is always fun for the kids to see the newborn piglets. Boy are those sow’s monstrerous!
Last years pigs were named “Bacon” and “Steak”. You can guess who named them. This year I think I’ll call them “T” and “G” for Thanks and Giving to remind me not to have them buthchered too soon. Our first attempt resulted in meat that was very lean and tasty but quite a small amount.
We buy grain direct from the grower. He is great. We tell him what we have and he mixes the right grains for an excellent well rounded, local feed and just the right protein content. He even has an old fashion truck scale that we get weighed on before and after.
Don’t tell Grammy Lynda (haha) but one of the pigs is a red head.