Caleb had taken to checking that she was in her fence before venturing outside. She is, after all, huge and she can really take a good bite of you. I don't think she's really mean...she just tests you out with her jaws sometimes. Something like great white sharks. Only you can see her coming. And her teeth aren't quite as sharp. But, like I said, we've fixed the problem and she is in her fence for good. *knock on wood*
Her piglets, however? They have been another story.
Those piglets were just small enough to slip under the electric wire and through the gate, the cattle panels, and any weak point in the wire mesh fence. And let me tell you, they did. Repeatedly. They didn't even take the fence as a suggestion. To them, it didn't even exist.
Of course, the never went far and they didn't do any real damage, so we didn't really worry about it. And besides that, whenever we went out with feed or their mama laid down for a nursing session, they charged right back inside.
Of course, they grew just a little bit more each day. And getting through their holes got harder and harder.
Between that and Burt's new electric fence that is hot enough to pop corn, we've been feeling a little like things are now under control around here.
Isn't that just about when the bottom drops out?
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