Piglets were born 2/25/15


After getting snow, snow and some more snow, it is nice to have something that feels like spring.

The pastels of yesterday’s sunrise were a beauty to behold.


Farm babies feel like spring.

Being born is hard work.  These babies found the warmth of the heat lamp and took a nap.


Mama Bernice did well.  She had a litter of 13.  Pig-farmer is happy.  Two were still-born.  11 mouths to feed!  The little girl above, with the white eye … was failing to thrive.  I held her up to Mama for a long time while rubbing her little body.  She nursed and got some of that all-so-important colostrum milk.  Then she needed a nap.  Now we shall see how she does.  Sometimes they need a little help to thrive.  Sometimes there are other reasons they don’t thrive/survive.  We can’t see how they are formed internally.  Time will tell.


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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15 Responses to Piglets were born 2/25/15

  1. Dianna says:

    Your snowy sunrise photo is breathtaking! Aw…sweet little piggies. I’m sure there’s a reason why calves and piglets are born in the worst weather??

  2. neilirving says:

    Cute little piglets 😉

  3. Southernruralroute.wordpress.com says:

    As long as Pig Farmer is happy, we are happy.

  4. pattisj says:

    That is a beautiful pastel shot. Hope all the piglets survive and thrive.

  5. I have a crazy question for you. Do you happen to have a recording of your sow nursing her litter? I know they make distinctive, contented grunts when nursing. Or do you know where I can find such a recording, preferably in MP3 format? Celi recommended I ask you. Thanks!

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