Piglets and Chicks, Oh My!

Reader Contribution by Kristen Kilfoyle

After what seemed like a very long and cold winter, the animals I have been waiting for in earnest are finally here. And baby ones at that, so I’m pretty much on cloud nine. To be washing dishes this past weekend and look outside to see five piglets rooting up the grass fifty yards from my window is still a bit surreal to me. I have spent many an hour trying to come up with schemes about how to get animals, what kinds to get, where to keep them, how to utilize them and how to rearrange things so I could have them. 

After living in a purely theoretical livestock realm for so long, I am still a bit surprised that these animals outside my window are real. I was thinking of how to describe their significance, wondering if they are symbolic of the change in my life, but symbolic seems too ethereal of a term for the animals we now have. They are not a symbol of change, but the result of change. Change, for me, can be and has been somewhat daunting and leaves me sometimes questioning my abilities. Regardless of my doubts, I can’t help but march on. I am drawn to these animals and this life on almost an instinctual level and I can’t imagine my life without them. But more on how we got them.

Getting the Pigs

Prior to my heading off to Polyface Farm for the summer internship (we’re at the 30-day mark people!), I have been staying with my parents in Massachusetts during the week while I work and I go to New Hampshire on weekends. This past weekend, Dan and I headed up to Vermont to pick up the piglets. It was rainy and cold, not good weather for much of anything, but definitely not good for picking up baby animals. Since we only were getting five piglets, we had two large dog crates packed with straw in the back of Dan’s truck. 

In an effort to keep the pigs dry, we wrapped the crates in a hand me down shower curtain and headed off. This ended up being a bad idea. It turns out shower curtains are not built to put up with inclement weather and wind while going 68 mph on the highway, so this thing was in ribbons after only three exits. Fortunately, we were able to find a dollar store that was open (it was before 8 am) that sold tarps and we were on our way before the crates got too wet. Picking up the piglets went pretty smoothly. They were clean, healthy and loaded into the crates without making a fuss. It was funny to be driving and hear pig noises coming from the back of the truck.

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