The Old Man’s days off from his day job means a break from the daily farm chores for me. While he’s at work however, I get the pleasure of feeding the pigs. A couple things I’ve learned:

1) always distract them with the scrap bucket at the other end of the pen. This leaves my gate free (for the most part) to bring the feed in while they’re busy. There is always the one though that figures me out

and

2) always were muck boots.

P.S. Last night I dreamt like a farmgirl, if there is any special way a farmgirl dreams. It was of a raccoon sneaking in the chicken tractor and stealing one of our meat birds.

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