The Comfort of Pigs
But those pegs need to be dry, warm, and toasty. They will be miserable in constant wet weather, especially where they sleep the night. And so in this downpour of a day I spent a good portion of it laying down fresh wood shavings in the outdoor pig pen. They have a bowl of a nest they curl into at night and it was getting muddy, so I sopped it up and added hay for a good blanket. When it turns dark they’ll lay in a pile of hay, and if you go out with a flashlight in the dark all you will see in the cold night is steam coming off a pile of gently breathing hay. It’s delightful.
Snow is in the forecast and that means their pen needs hay bale walls and some other winterizing, but right now they are dry and content in their hay spa. The boar in the barn got the same treatment, but already has the advantage of being indoors to their outdoor pen in this weather. He still took me up on the offer and buried himself in the deep bedding, only a tail showing on a big pig ass sticking out of the hay. A happy scene for sure!
So the rain is here to stay, at least until the chill comes and it turns into soggy snow in a few hours. But I can head to bed knowing that those who seek comfort have found it. And fall asleep watching Braveheart and dreaming of bacon and pork chops earned by days such as this...