This little piggy came we, we, we, all the way home to The Compound! Along with two litter mates or sisters, who knows. We'd guess he's around 40-50lbs, and is about the same size as our group of 7. He's all black, and yes he's a boy.
It was too late in the day to get the girls wrangled up and in their fenced in area.
I'll tell you what, BJ and Donnie live for this stuff! Wrangling hogs is second nature to these guys. This boar was not very happy, and even though the fence was electrified he kept charging it. I've never been around anything like this before, so it was all new to me! He looked like a bull in the ring facing a matador! All the snorting and pawing at the ground included.
He caused quite the uproar, all the dogs were barking, the chickens were in a panic and the other herd of hogs were pretty upset. Oh, the horror of having a stranger in their midst.
We blocked off a section of their enclosure for him and his sisters, and allow both groups to get to know one another over time. This will also keep the new ones quarantined to make sure they are healthy.
This is BJ, this is how dirty you get wrangling hogs! I had a picture of the back of him, worse than the front, but it didn't turn out. With all the rain we had this past week, almost anything and everything around here is mud.
We're happy with the new breeding stock, and the extra pork chops and sausage that will be on our table this year. Oh, how we enjoy life at The Compound!