and it's covered in spots.... We got this little Juliana boar as a mate for Abbey. Found him online and had him shipped to us from the mid-west. Picked him up at the airport in his little travel crate, took one look at his adorable spotted face and said "Hmmmm, this one's gonna be trouble". We named him Hobbes. He loved to play, cuddle and get belly rubs but hated being held. He was constantly on the move and he drove Abbey nuts. We started harness training him using a do

The ONE… Yep, she did me in. She was the runt of the litter; literally half the size of her siblings and we weren’t sure she would make it. She never made a sound when I picked her up, but she was always the first one to run over to me when I came in. She looked healthy, was active and ate, but she was so small, we didn’t want someone to fall in love with her, only to have her pass away (that’s my story and I’m sticking to it). We named her Abbey and she moved into the ho

Well, she didn’t. It was one of those cute little piglets that did. Scarlett was the first pig here. She was given to us by a friend who had too many pigs and needed to thin out the group. She told us that that she was pregnant and was due "anytime". Since she was not exactly socialized, we spent the next hour or so, chasing her around the farm until we finally caught her. She was not amused, but she didn't try to bite us, she did , however, protest - a lot. Until we put