Animal Antics and other farm tidbits
Sorry, its been a while since my last update. So many things going on not sure where to start.
Jonah is becoming quite the dominant pig around town. He has no problem butting the sheep and the cows out of the way if there is something he really wants (meaning food). He does sit on command and calls when he hears his name - Jonah=food. Yesterday, Golda finished eating most of her dinner and walked away. Jonah rushed to her bowl looking for a few choice morsels. Bongo ran over and smacked him on the butt - told him to beat it! Too funny. On the other hand watching Jonah intimidate a 400 pound calf is very amusing.
We finally located a suitable companion for Jonah. Her name is Claire (pictures follow) and she is 3 years old. She comes from a pig rescue in North Carolina. She was being used as a therapy pig at a facility for mentally challenged individuals. Someone new took over the facility and didn't want to continue the animal program. I think Claire will put Jonah in his place! We will start building a pig apartment shortly. Jonah has started to root and if we don't get him out of the pasture soon it will look as though we plowed it!
There is nothing like a contented pig!
Welcome Lanie and Rosene
As if I didn't have enough - I brought in two new goats - a pair of female Tennessee Fainting Goats. Unfortunately, to date, neither one has fainted. Very strange. They are very friendly and vocal. They will live with the ewes for now.
Unfortunately, I did not get a photo - but Lovedove managed to get her head stuck in a dog food can. I threw the can on the ground until I served Bongo and Golda dinner. In the 30 seconds it took me to put the bowls down and come back inside - Lovedove had gone for the can hoping for some crumbs. He got his head stuck instead and was flopping around like a drunk trying to shake it off! Too funny.
We often get visitors to the farm - some a little more unusual than others. Here are pictures of the most recent one. We can only guess that he was living down by the pond (or in it) and a big rain we had flushed him into the runoff ditch. We think he was trying to find his way home. It gave the cats a thrill anyway.
Sammy recently spent two more weeks at a rehab facility in Maryland. Something has happened to his right rear leg which is further interfering with his mobility. Poor guy - he can't seem to catch a break. He is doing okay but has much trouble getting up on his own and controlling the right rear leg. It sort of goes where it wants to go. But, as always, Sammy is a happy boy!