Pigs and their melons

You’ve all got dirty minds!

To cheer the pigs up the other day, I gave each of them a whole melon and was fascinated to see each pig come up with a different approach the problem of how to eat the damn thing.

The photos don’t capture their solutions properly but I think you get a sense of how much fun they all had:

Bailey just used brute strength to munch his way through his melon

Bailey just used brute strength to munch his way through his melon

Brini pushed her melon against a frozen lump in the ground and used opposing forces to hold it still while she nibbled her way to yummy goodness

Brini pushed her melon against a frozen lump in the ground and used opposing forces to hold it still while she nibbled her way to yummy goodness

Scrumpy used her snout to pin her melon to the ground

Scrumpy used her snout to pin her melon to the ground

Tia chucked her melon in the air and let gravity tear bits off for her

Tia chucked her melon in the air and let gravity tear bits off for her

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3 responses to this post.

  1. Hi Jo –

    Happy New Year from all of the LittleFfarm Dairy menagerie, BTW!!

    Thanks so much, for this fascinating post. What really frustrates me is when people (even other goat keepers) look at our goats & ask, “How on earth can you tell them apart…?” Thankfully, as you’ve so admirably demonstrated here, to those who care & love their livestock, it’s obvious – & not least, because whether porcine, caprine, ovine, bovine, equine, poultry etc etc….they are all such wonderfully fascinating & captivating individuals.

    We have a special type of (ahem) goat-proof drinking bowl installed here in the new Dairy Complex; & it’s been fascinating to watch each of the girls decide the method that best suits them to activate it when they fancy a drink. Some nudge the spout & sip delicately; others pull the spout & slurp, briefly – these are the girls who don’t like to get their faces wet.

    Then you get characters like Wolfie who will give the spout a darn good pull until the bowl is completely full; then plunge her face in as far as she can, for a long & refreshing drink (in fact when we used to offer buckets of water she’d immerse her entire head – even over her eyes, if she could – & unsurprisingly she’s one of our most prolific milkers).

    So thank you, for demonstrating that each animal has their own mind & their own distinctive way of doing things – as sometimes when other goat keepers dismiss us with derision as ‘commercial’ just because we happen to make a modest profit from our milk, it really does frustrate me: as I know, & love, each & every one of our precious goats – no matter with how many we might share our lives, here.

    And is a group of 20-odd milkers, really such a massive herd anyway? Hrrrumph…..!!

  2. Quite right too!

    Mum used to keep 40/50 texels and could identify each one at a glance … and had individual names for them all* … though I admit I could only spot my pet lamb.

    * Sometimes she cheated. My pet lamb was called Portia and so we had Portia’s Daughter and Portia’s Daughter’s Daughter…

  3. Love this post, made me laugh! We would love to add pigs to our tiny smallholding, but not enough land here. Perhaps sometime in the future who knows. Thanks for your comment on our blog, glad we found yours 🙂

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