Finally made a larger feeding trough for the pigs. This one is 7 feet long. They may not be able to tip it over. (Pictures to follow...someday).
If I rub the smallest pig's belly from underneath, she will lay down next to me.
This past weekend's Gospel on the Good Shepard hit home for me, the pig herder-my pigs rush to the gate when they see me coming. Sometimes they follow me around the pen when I am cleaning it. I'll be they would follow me outside the pen also....
More preparation for Pope Benedict. I am hoping to blog from the road and report on our journey.
Oremus pro invicem!