The pigs had spent most of the morning outside playing, but when I returned home from the post office they were intently working on arranging their bed inside.  This involves shifting covers with their hooves, nuzzling them with their noses, and occasionally picking them up with their teeth.  But today, they never seemed to find [...]

I stumbled upon this quick story in my browsing:
Many people owe their lives to the tender protection and brave acts of other animals. Here is a simple story about one remarkable pig, there are many other stories just like this one. JoAnn Altsman had a heart attack and collapsed to the ground. Lulu, her daughter’s [...]

Pointing to the Japanese practice of eating raw eggs with little to no consequence, Lisa Katayama questions whether American safety warnings may be exaggerated.  “There’s a 1 in 20,000 chance that an egg might contain salmonella, according to the American Egg Board,” she writes, a risk she wonders whether people ought to be willing to [...]

Apparently, hydrogen peroxide is useful for more than just inducing vomiting after your pigs’ chocolate overdose.
It can also get rid of your bad breath.  I want to emphasize your bad breath.  Not your pig’s bad breath.   Pigs can’t gargle as far as I know and we know what happens if they swallow it.

It started as rain.  Then it became snow.  None of the animals are hanging around outside today.  I have to push the pigs out when it’s time for them to go potty.  They go to the door, look out, and shuffle backwards.    They’re good pigs, but houselife has softened them.  I imagine people had [...]

A hobby farmer tells her tale of breeding Nigerian dwarf goats at CK farm happenings.
Our Nigerian does, Brie and Eliza, have also been in heat, but I consider it an adolescent heat.  They’re still under a year in age and are too small to have babies safely.
One lesson you learn more profoundly raising animals or [...]

My pigs overdosed on chocolate.  They’re not supposed to have any, but some time in the evening hours yesterday one of them, most likely Finnemore, climbed the treacherous heights of the leather sofa, crossed the wooden plains of the side table, and pushed the forgotten pot of goodies from its stable perch on the edge [...]