Famous Last Moves

Over the Columbus day break, my folks came to visit. Good news because I could sure use the help with the pigs!

 The last move to the back garden was making me very nervous. After all of our hard work, and the emotional toll of impending trips to the abattoir, I was dreading this last move. I started having dreams of the pigs escaping and running off into the woods.

 Of course, the pig part of the move took 30 seconds. They took off at full gallop to the back gardens and compost pile area. I figured - why should I turn all of this compost when we have pigs? They loved it. Until they destroyed the compost bin. But that patch of ground will look great next spring! I hope.

At any rate, it was great to have my folks up for a visit and for my Dad to get to meet the meat. I don't think he believed it, until he saw (and heard) everything.