We took the pigs into market today. We woke up at 6 a.m. expecting another morning of being pushed around by muddy creatures twice our weight. Yesterday we tried corralling the pigs with flimsy doors, a bad idea. When trying to pinch in on the pigs they lost their usual, calm demeanor and started lashing out like 400 lb seven-year-old’s throwing a temper-tantrum. Today we took a different approach. Instead of trying to make the pigs do anything, patience was the word of the day. Backing up the horse trailer just past the inside of their enclosure, we seeded the “hog cart” with watermelon, their favorite, and played the waiting game. Eventually two of the surprisingly powerful and glutinous animals found a way into the food only to find the gates locking behind them. I wanted to be able to capture this process from beginning to end on video but we had no camera man on hand and herding pigs did not prove to be an easy task.
We figured, however, that pigs deserve at least the most simple of human respects and gave them their favorite food for a last meal, eggs.