Listening to: Crocodiles (Echo and the Bunnymen)
Weather: Wet, windy, can't wait to go out
The big guy snorted, snuffled and took not much notice of us at all. I was over on Orkney Mainland, running the rule over the Saddleback boar who arrived from Cumbria last week.
He finally got up and strolled around the pen in that kind of first-thing-in-the-morning way.
The words 'big', 'huge', 'hairy', 'plums' and 'maracas' sprang to mind. He's certainly the business and my sows will be going over to 'see' him shortly.
He really is hairy. No pix yet, but he's in the same league as. . .
. . . or. . .
. . . or even. . .
Molly's such a lucky girl.