All Changed

It's all changed here, changed utterly and from now on it's Little Pig blogging as sadly, Rasher is now hanging in the butchers.

Rasher became quite famous as a blogger and a twitterer and had built up quite a following.  She was also in the Sunday Independent but sadly she didn't get to see it.  You can read about Rasher here.


Sausage was the first to leave. I never met her but Rasher told me she used to bully her terribly and eat all her food.  When I came along Rasher tried to bully me but I'm tough.  I had to be, I came from a family of nine.  And believe me it was dog eat dog when it came to feeding time. 

Then just before Rasher left, herself arrived with the two little runts.  She said afterwards never mind a "pig in a poke", she was sold two pokes.  They are Irish Grazer or Tamworths but to look at them you would just see pot-bellied scabs.  Now that they are here with me and getting lots of lovely barley, oats, potatoes and cabbages they are starting to look a bit better.  I don't bully them as much but they make me angry eating my potatoes and we have a bit of a scrap.

Because they are runty herself comes down every evening to close the door and she has given us a big deep bed of straw.  We do NOT like being disturbed too early in the morning.  We think herself has finally got the message and stopped arriving down while it is still dark.  We think that Honest2Goodness market was to blame for that.

So anyway it will be a while before any of us little piggies go to market.  We are looking forward to the spring when herself says she is going to move us to a nicer, less mucky place.  She says there is no point now while it is wet all the time and cold, she forgot the cold.  We do not like going out in it anyway. 

We have to think of good names for the two little runts.  We can't keep calling them that. But honestly Pinky and Perky and Sacco and Vanzetti have been some of the suggestions so far.  Please advise herself sensibly because I'm not going to be a little pig forever.





Tags: Sunday Independent Honest2Goodness PinkyandPerky Sacco and Vanzetti Free Range Pigs

Heebee Geebees

Herself says we get the heebee geebees when she goes near us with a measuring tape. Well I do anyway. She tells me to stop buck lepping around.   Sausage is cool about it.  She likes having her belly rubbed and when herself rubs her behind her ears she falls over on her side and closes her eyes so she looks like she's dead.

It's got cold here now.  Some mornings the hose is frozen and we don't get fresh water until afternoon.  We like the sun when it streams into our stable and we lie in it basking like whales according to herself but I'm not sure what's a whale.

There were men down our lane cutting the hedge recently.  They came and had a look in at us and laughed.  We get lots of visitors these days and they all laugh.  I'm not sure why they think we are so funny but they all say that they have never rubbed a pig before.  Then they tell her she can't eat us.  We hope herself listens.

Our laneway

Our neighbours

She has been doing a lot of muttering about a boypig for us. I'm not sure about that because from what I remember in my last place they are a bit bossy and smelly.  Plus we need to move to a new garden so we can dig it up.  We have made a right mess of this one.  It's too mucky even for us now.

Now I have spent enough time on this computer. Have lots of rooting to do today.  But I will keep all you lovely humans updated.

Rasher x

Herself's brother visited

Ready for Christmas

We know herself thinks we will be fattened and ready for Christmas.  Honestly, she thinks we are turkeys. 

We have been busy for the last few weeks sorting out our bedroom and getting it all nice and cozy for these cold nights.  Herself got us more straw. There was an old bale of hay in the corner which we opened and spread it into a nice big hollow.  We both lie in it now side by side and it's really warm and comfy. 

The food hasn't been too bad lately.  With Halloween coming up we have been getting lots of grapes.  Herself said the veg man looked a bit green handing over a big tray full of grapes.  He had reduced the price by half but they didn't sell.  So we got the lot.  We love grapes.

We still get barley - big buckets full of it.  Sausage is very greedy and sticks her big jowls into mine but I have got very good at defending myself and now she has a bit of respect for me.

We are surprised that we haven't got any spuds yet but we heard herself muttering that they can't dig them with all the rain there has been lately.  Speaking of rain, we don't get out as much anymore because we really don't like it.  In fact when herself comes down to feed us these mornings we haven't even got up and we have to do our stretching and yawning rituals (which she disturbs).

Love an old yawn and stretch

Life is really not so bad now.  We are going to keep on growing slowly and not getting fat.  This is the only way we will stay off the table at Christmas.  We will keep you posted.

Rasher.