Apparently, that's how you know a pig is pregnant and close to farrowing. I've learned more about hogs in the last few months than I thought a person could know, and I'm sure there's more to come. Right now, we think we've got two pregnant girls, one who isn't and one who could possibly be pregnant, but is so early on there's no way to know.
The chickens are going to be laying in a few weeks. Right now, they follow Tim like he's the pied piper, because they're used to him throwing treats to train them into the coop at night. So in just a couple of short months, we'll be over our heads in eggs (yahoo!). I actually bought store eggs for the first time in two years over Christmas. Never. Again.
Tim has a million plans laid out for produce. The fruit is already in the ground. Blackberries, peaches, blueberries. But the veg is coming. I can't wait for spring and summer. Gorgeous tomatoes, soft squash, strawberries and peppers. It's a ton of work. A giant metric freaking ton.
But we're doing it. We're really doing it!