Our Piggy Friends

Went to the barn last night to do my nightly chores. Got through the normal routine of poop scooping, flax grinding, hay throwing....and then i heard a squeal, then another...and yet another. Not just any squeal, the squeal of a pig...maybe two...in danger.

My horses were waiting at the gate for me, but they were clearly concerned, staring at the hillside trying to weigh the situation. i heard a man shouting, another man shouting, "alright, now git 'er, hold on tight!", more squealing, then silence.

At this point i was a wreck, because i thought i knew what had happened, and my horses were going nuts. See, just a couple of weeks ago I found out we had little piggy neighbors. A brown one, and a black one. I was out in the pasture with the horses, and i thought i had heard a noise- I looked over and there were 2 pigs! they were the happiest little things on earth- running in circles and oinking at the sight of me. They stuck their little snouts thru the chain link fence to sniff me, then would start running around again, in glee (i think?). Frank, my paint, was having a lot of fun watching this whole situation unfold, he seemed to already be friends with the 2 pigs.

So there I was, covered in a mix of hay, sweat, poop, and flaxseed, thinking my new friends had been killed by their owners. My horses were thinking the same thing too. I brought them in ror food, but they were not interested- instead they continued to stare at the pigpen on the hillside.

I had to go check it out, but wanted to be careful and not caught snooping on the neighbors. I got close enough to see 2 pigs in their pen, hiding under their shelter. Phew- that's a relief, i think. I tried to sneak back down to the barn, but i think the pig owners saw me. to heck with them, for all they know I could've been checking the pastures for debris or something.

I got back to my horses, told them everything was ok, the pigs were still alive. Maybe someone grabbed them and they got scared? I don't know, but there sure was a lot of squealing- enough for me to think they were being killed.

The horses were not satisfied, they still would not eat, still focused on the pigpen. So i left them there, they needed time to figure it out.

Now I'm thinking that the pigs are still in danger, and my horses know it. whatever happened on that hillside I'll never know. I just hope that when i return to the barn I will find 2 piggy neighbors just as happy as they were a few weeks ago.

I know, this really isn't any of my business, and I'm not going to get involved and rescue, err, steal the pigs to keep them from slaughter should that be their fate. It just makes me sad because these 2 are just so friendly and happy- content as anything. Happy-go-lucky piggies.

Let's hope they stay that way!

-Ally

Ps- tonight I'm going to visit Cassie...will have an update tomorrow am.