December 4, 2009
Yesterday I was living high on the hog on Michigan Avenue, today I am back to slopping the hogs the grain and milk slurry they adore. We need a new slogan. From farrow to Filenes...needs work.
So here is the grandest pig hutch ever made compliments of husband Keith and sons Jason and Kyle. They have been working on this for a couple weeks now and soon it will be complete. The trick will be moving it to the pasture just north east of our house. It is intended to house 2 sows and a boar with room for two litters due in spring.
The bottom of this hog hacienda is made from two old iron girders Keith had hidden from me behind the barn. Hidden for 16 years. He's good that one. It is the only area of our farmyard this "Beautify the farm" manager forgot about. If I'd found these hunks of metal I'm sure I would'd asked Keith to take them to the iron yard. Good thing I didn't as they have made nice "skis" for the hog house to be pulled around with. At least that is the theory.
We have lots of theories at GAF, not all evolve into action. But this one..its looking better every day. Some damask curtains in front to keep the breeze down , a few framed and signed photos of Miss Piggy inside and we're set.
Miss Debbie (such a stage name isn't it ?!?!), Lady Anna and Fritz the Man will be happy to leave their rental spot they've been occupying by the cow barn since we brought them home from Rockford.
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