I went to pick up our pig yesterday, we named her Lola. She is an Old Spot Yorkshire cross that we plan to grow out for ourselves to eat. I might not have planned my trip the best since the crate I grabbed didn’t have a door on it so I had to use a bag of shavings to block the entrance. I also should have taken the truck so that the stinky pig would have been in the back instead of right behind my seat. I have to say that Lola was not to happy about being snatched from her pigpen and placed in a new pigpen. She has yet to give me any hope we might be friends as she charges the fence everytime I go out there. I am sure that she will warm up to us in time but until then I will continue to not get in her pigpen!
