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Originally Posted by Submariner
My sows all think that they are my pets. I talk [grunt] to them, and they talk [grunt] back to me. I rub their bellies and under their chins. I scratch their ears. I give them treats, and they love me.
Lovely! They say pigs are very intelligent animals! Not surprising to hear that they can be very affectionate animals!
Lovely! They say pigs are very intelligent animals! Not surprising to hear that they can be very affectionate animals!
Pigs are nearly as smart as dogs. We had a sow we raised on a bottle as her mother and the rest of the litter were killed in a flood.
She thought she was a dog, ran with the pack, was a lovely pet.
One day my mother was out walking and a herd of angus cattle from the neighbors started crowding around her. Usually you can just yell and wave your arms and they'll take off, but these didn't. They kept crowding closer exhibiting very aggressive behavior like snorting and pawing the ground, shaking their heads at her, and really frightened my mother who was ranch raised and not easily scared.
That pig heard my mother yelling at the cows and came running. She barked and screamed at them like only a pig can, and charged them, full attack mode, driving them away, then she walked my mother back to the house.
Pigs can be dangerous if they want to be, but they're a fantastic animal capable of a lot more than just breakfast sausage.
That sow lived to a very ripe old age and died peacefully in her snug little pen that she could go in and out of at will since it had no gate on it.
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Originally Posted by MTSilvertip
Pigs are nearly as smart as dogs. We had a sow we raised on a bottle as her mother and the rest of the litter were killed in a flood.
She thought she was a dog, ran with the pack, was a lovely pet.
One day my mother was out walking and a herd of angus cattle from the neighbors started crowding around her. Usually you can just yell and wave your arms and they'll take off, but these didn't. They kept crowding closer exhibiting very aggressive behavior like snorting and pawing the ground, shaking their heads at her, and really frightened my mother who was ranch raised and not easily scared.
That pig heard my mother yelling at the cows and came running. She barked and screamed at them like only a pig can, and charged them, full attack mode, driving them away, then she walked my mother back to the house.
Pigs can be dangerous if they want to be, but they're a fantastic animal capable of a lot more than just breakfast sausage.
That sow lived to a very ripe old age and died peacefully in her snug little pen that she could go in and out of at will since it had no gate on it.
Lovely story about one valiant swine! Glad you gave her a good life.
Back when we lived in the mountains in California the dogs would show up with pieces of deer on a regular basis. One time the head of an eight point buck! (I still have the antlers). Mostly the result of hunters who made a bad shot. Mostly real nasty-smelling. They had to eat it outside. Never bothered them much.
This thread also reminds me of one of my first jobs they gave me on the Canadian farm I worked at when I was just out of high school -- slopping the weaner pigs. Thirty or or so young pigs on concrete slick with pig poo, eager for breakfast, which was the skim milk from the cream separator mixed with ground barley. I'm 5'2" and could barely lift the pair of 5 gallon slop buckets, that I was supposed to wrangle over the pen fence and pour in the feeders. The farm boys used to stop work to watch me, it was that amusing.
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The dogs eating dead meat is the least if the problems.
Do not invest in things you do not understand. Also, at least as important if not more so, do not do business with friends or relatives.
No matter how find you may be if your niece, that's no reason to get involved with her BF and his problems.
You are right. I considered it because I am recently widowed and want to get out of this house with all the memories. I'll be patient and the right thing will come along.
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Back when we lived in the mountains in California the dogs would show up with pieces of deer on a regular basis. One time the head of an eight point buck! (I still have the antlers). Mostly the result of hunters who made a bad shot. Mostly real nasty-smelling. They had to eat it outside. Never bothered them much.
This thread also reminds me of one of my first jobs they gave me on the Canadian farm I worked at when I was just out of high school -- slopping the weaner pigs. Thirty or or so young pigs on concrete slick with pig poo, eager for breakfast, which was the skim milk from the cream separator mixed with ground barley. I'm 5'2" and could barely lift the pair of 5 gallon slop buckets, that I was supposed to wrangle over the pen fence and pour in the feeders. The farm boys used to stop work to watch me, it was that amusing.
Fun times.
Yeah, whenever I contemplated hunting, I dreaded making that shot that would wound but not kill.
Laughing at the pig slopping story! Especially the picture of the boys being amused by your struggle. Did you ever see them get bit by the karmic snake?
The dogs eating dead meat is the least if the problems.
Do not invest in things you do not understand. Also, at least as important if not more so, do not do business with friends or relatives.
No matter how find you may be if your niece, that's no reason to get involved with her BF and his problems.
This is exactly right, I'm glad you're listening. Farming is a way of life, but it's first and foremost a business, and a complicated one. Success is very dependent on who you're working with and what skills he brings to the table. Doesn't sound like the boyfriend is a self-starter, an optimist, money savvy, keeps up with the latest farming practices, and a hard worker, all of which are requirements for farming. You dodged a bullet here.
Spend time with your niece instead. I hope your presence in her life will do you both good! My condolences on the loss of your husband.
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