Tuesday evening, as we were settling down for dinner, the Big Boss mentioned that Ginger was 'nesting' at tea time.
"So? Did you give her some clean straw?" I enquired
"No - it's early days yet" he replied "We'll give her some in the morning"
Well... "in the morning" was just a little too late. It was suspiciously quiet when I took the new straw at breakfast time.....
"Not surprising" I thought when I peered inside the ark.... piglets already arrived!
In typical Ginger fashion, she'd just got on with it when nobody was looking.
And here they are at just one day old - already out and about and inquisitive about what Mum's up to and what's in her bowl. No fuss, no nonsense, no bother.
Just six little wriggly piglets bouncing around in the weak November sunshine.
AAAhhhh. What a star she is.
And even at such an early stage, still shivery and wobbly, the little ones are already shovelling up dirt and straw and anything else which gets under their little snouts.....
Think we'll have to name them after war heroes or famous battles........
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