pig headed


Ever moved a pig?

People talk about how hard it is. Slippery wee suckers. Hard to catch, impossible to hold. In the past people have resorted to nose rings. (Yikes.) 

We have four pigs, two of which who have been happily digging up our next door neighbours' future veggie patch. It was time to bring them home here before we move them next week over to the farm. 

I was cooking dinner, and in next to no time I hear a call from outside and I go out on the verandah and there is Adam with our smallest pig in the wheelbarrow, giving him a little head scratch. So easy. 



Henry recorded the moment on his ipod (as he does.)



Such a happy wee pig. 


Strange yet effective pig transportation. 

And then Adam tried to move the second pig.

I have limited photographic record of this event.


Perhaps she prefers living next door. 

Maybe she didn't like the look of the weather.

Perhaps she doesn't like wheelbarrows. 

Certainly she had decided she was not moving home.



Adam is not terrific at tying knots.

Let's just say he has other strengths.

Eventually, under a darkening sky, and with much, much concerned squealing from Miss Pig, he caught her.

She ran. He held on. She continued to run laps. He continued to hold on. She's probably seventy kilograms (155 pounds) and muscly and strong. And slippery. But he held on and successfully tied her legs and we carefully hoisted her into the wheelbarrow. In one fabulous movement she kicked out of his not so great knotting and was back on her feet. I provided imput on this process (no photos due to a bit too much giggling) and was eventually encouraged to leave the scene or actually be helpful. 

Miss Pig is still residing next door. 

Thoughts round here are we'll call in backup in the form of neighbours next week and move her straight to the farm rather than make two moves.

We've discussed this with Miss Pig and she seems cooperative. Er, theoretically. 

Am helpfully googling knot-tying. 



10 Comments on “pig headed

January 6, 2012 at 2:27 am

I love your blog. I have not-so-happy memories as a 12-year-old, of trying to catch our family’s two pigs. They would often get out and run havoc. Once we even came home from church to find them lying leisurely on the couch. Darn. If only I had thought of the wheelbarrow.

January 6, 2012 at 4:38 am

When I come by on my world tour I’ll teach you how to drive a pig. It’s very easy.

Happy New Year to you all.

January 6, 2012 at 5:01 am

I’ve been reading your blog for a few months now and love it. We have similar pig moving escapades here, try putting a bucket on her head, that should slow her down long enough to rope her. Good luck, I’m looking forward to reading more!

January 6, 2012 at 6:18 am

Laughed so much, with respect and love to Adam of course! Still giggling!!!


That is hysterical and I have to say that I have never seen that mode of transportation! My experience with a pig lasted for a week when my wonderful husband and daughter brought a motherless, baby piglet home from the marsh…we had to bottle feed it every two hours and it squealed whenever it caught sight of us! After a week, we gave it to a nice lady at the Feed and Seed store who had raised several “marsh” pigs (thank goodness) Your pig is cute and his “taxi ride” even cuter! ALso, I like your previous post about your chickens….you are going to be swimming in eggs!

January 6, 2012 at 9:32 am

That was so funny! I can imagine myself giggling away too …. and also DH encouraging me to leave – or kindly telling me what he might do with the camera!!

Have a great day 🙂

January 6, 2012 at 9:39 am

Ah yes, were estimating 60 dozen a week. Way more than the Bikkies will use were planning our marketing now! xx

January 6, 2012 at 8:54 pm

Wonderful, your family sounds as crazy as mine!!! Thank you for sharing xx

January 6, 2012 at 10:51 pm

Very VERY hilarious. Who would have thought two co-habiting pigs could have such different personalities? If i was a pig I’d be the wheel barrowing kind for sure.

January 7, 2012 at 8:47 am

Heh heh. Yes if Adam suggested I get in a wheelbarrow I probably would too xx


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