I enjoy watching our pigs eat. Nowadays when I take them their supper they’re usually off in the pasture somewhere. I call them, and they come running.
They’re still small enough to feed out of one bowl, but that won’t be true much longer.
Pigs take a lot of pleasure in eating. Their happiness is infectious.
Lately I’ve been cooling them off while they eat. They seem to appreciate it.
That’s understandable, as it’s been steamy hot lately.
In addition to their daily helpings of GMO-free pig chow, they’ve been feasting on watermelons, zucchini, cabbage and other goodies from the garden, along with whatever they forage in the pastures.
Life is good for the White Flint pigs these days.