We carried our big gilt (pig), Olive, to the processor Monday morning.
We had put her in with George the boar to breed this past spring. But, George is old and no longer has any interest in sex. He likes to sleep all day and get up in the afternoon and eat, then take a nap before going to bed.
Where we get our pigs processed, there is always this guy in overalls – I am guessing he is around 70- or 80-something – that likes to guess the live weight of the livestock as they come off the trailer.
Jenifer told him she estimated the weight of the hog at 492 lbs. He told her she was a little heavy on her estimate. The hog went across the scales at 530 lbs.
When Jenifer mentioned that to him, he claimed he did not get a good look at the entire hog as it came off the trailer... It was funny, but I guess you had to be there.
Heckuva way to bust a drought
I have been whining for months about how we need lots of rain and now this. Next time you hear me utter that statement, just punch me in the mouth.
Dean Mullis writes from Laughing Owl Farm in Richfield.