Listening to: Rockaway Beach (Ramones)
A quick update from the pigshed. Everyone is fine (fingers crossed). Even the little one we had to work quite hard to 'get going' on Saturday night is standing his corner.
Kim's eight piglets are growing quickly, having got about half as big again as they were when they were born on Wednesday. They are exploring the pen, taking milk in an orderly fashion and sleeping peacefully under the heat lamp. If they were human, their parents would vote Lib-Dem.
Molly's dozen next door are really lowering the tone of the neighbourhood. There's a hell of a lot of squeaking, squealing, scuffling and biting when it comes to feed time and, when Moll gets up to eat or drink, they gather under their heat lamp - not to cuddle up and sleep, but to form the rolling maul perfected by the 2003 England rugby team.
Molly has been good as gold so far, but I hope her rowdy and demanding offspring don't wear her out. Just watching them leaves me exhausted.