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Where are your Pigs?

Bronzelee
We have gotten a few questions now and then about our pig we(*ahem...Clay) got last April.
Here is her story.
Please, no judging.


We visited her often and here is Clay cooling her down on a hot summer day. She was super pregnant. She lived on our friends property in Morrison with some cattle.

The piglets.
 They were loud and stinky. And they grow astonishingly fast. Bronzelee would not let Clay pick one up for the kids to hold. 
She was a very good Mom. 
This was her 4th litter.
She seemed pretty tired.



Another visit last summer.


Now this is where I don't want you to judge.
We couldn't take the pigs we wanted and raise them due to Clay working in Charlotte each week. And Chad(our friend with the land) didn't want to take care of  her anymore so...






Here is the pen that was half constructed for a couple of piglets. 
People asked questions, variations on the theme of, 
"how could you eat them?" 
My answers are:

1. I didn't bond with them so, there was no Charlotte's Web drama happening but the kids know where their food came from. I thought their attitude was remarkably healthy!
2. It is all organic. Have you seen how commercial hogs are raised?
3. It is honestly the best bacon I may ever have in my life. 

Audrey brought some ham leftovers to school yesterday and she told her friends where it was from. Her friend replied, 
"That's so sad but it's so good. Can I have more?"








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