Photo Friday and Pig Poo

No, the Photo Friday isn’t of poo; but I have a story to tell.  It might be a too-much-information story.  Feel free to scroll down to the pictures whenever you need a break.

So, Pig-farmer was gone and Bernice and the piglets were under my care.  The runt had already died and I was feeling rotten about that.  Then I observed that Bernice wasn’t going to the bathroom.  #2, that is.

It happens.  Or sometimes “it” doesn’t.  When “it” doesn’t, “it’s” a problem.

So, I previously had been checking in on the pigs with trepidation over the runt’s status.  Now, I was checking in, hoping for poo.  (At times like these, I think about those people that have said “It must be nice!” when they learn I stay at home…. and I think, “If they only knew…”)

I knew that Pig-Farmer had dealt with this situation before.  One time he added something to a plugged-up sow’s feed that made it dangerous to stand anywhere closer than 7 feet or so behind her!  “It” was projectile!  I did not want that to deal with.  Nor did I want to have to administer an enema … I kid you not.  That is a solution that Pig-farmer has turned to in the past (for the pigs, people, for the pigs).  I did NOT want him even suggesting that to me.

Well, Epsom Salt is a natural, gentle laxative.  We had been adding it to her feed.  Apparently not at a ratio that was size-equivalent, however.  So … Wednesday night, after I got home from my Mexican dinner & margarita with my sis, I checked on the pig-poo progress.  Still nothing.  I was thinking, “Houston, we have a problem.  I do not want to report on this to Pig-farmer.”  So…. I decided to grab a bottle of Gatorade (orange, in case you are wondering) and add a heaping tablespoon of Epsom Salts to it, shook it up, and poured it into Bernice’s feed.  She went to town on my little concoction and seemed ever-so-pleased.

Thursday morning, I peeked into her pen and did a happy dance.  “It” happened!  My girl was in business.  Later in the day, “it” happened again!  I said, we didn’t need to get carried away, but good for you, Bernice.  As we all know, if mama ain’t happy; ain’t nobody happy.




Friends, may everything happen as “it” should this weekend!  😉


About Marla Rose

This blog documents our farm life in central Illinois with photographs, experiences, and a dash of cooking. Pour a cup of coffee and enjoy sharing part of our lives!
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18 Responses to Photo Friday and Pig Poo

  1. Gave me a really good laugh!

  2. debweeks says:

    Good job!!!! I’m sure Bernice is feeling so much better now.

    I am really sad that the runt didn’t make it though 😦

  3. pattisj says:

    Cute piggie! Glad Bernice is back in working order. 🙂

  4. neilirving says:

    That is one cute little pig 🙂

  5. cecilia says:

    Funny, great story and also good info! Now off I go to make the coffee! c

  6. says:

    Bwahahahahahaha. Working a desk was much easier, wasn’t it? You wanna know what makes the piglets so cute? Those big eyes with eyelashes and flattened snouts.

  7. Goodness! The things we do for our animals. Glad everything “came out” ok.

  8. dayphoto says:

    Poo is a HUGE deal! Glad everything is okay now!


  9. Glad everything came out all right, 😉

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