Processing KuneKune Pigs at Home

Reader Contribution by Amanda Jo Boener and Luna Hill Farm
Published on July 17, 2020
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I grew up in Northern Indiana, the same town I find myself raising our family in now. I fondly remember the excitement I felt each autumn when I would pull on my camo gear and let Dad spray me with deer urine before heading out to hunt with him behind Grandma’s and Gramps’ house. I think that stopped about the time I became a teenager and had other things on my mind.

 

The only negative feeling I can ever remember about hunting is from a time when my dad’s shot didn’t kill the doe and we had to hurry down to follow the trail of blood and find her. My dad is colorblind, so it was up to me to find the tiny red spots on the forest floor of leaves. I honestly can’t remember if we found her or not, but I do remember feeling pressure (that I was putting on myself) to find that doe and keep her from suffering, wondering how much confusion and pain she must be feeling as we stumbled through her home.

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