Learning From Our Mistakes…

After visiting an Ethicurean Pig Farm in Victoria a few months ago, we had decided to try farrowing our pigs in pairs. They apparently do it with great success, and the benefit of having them all in a social/family group seemed self-evident. My concern was the higher risk of piglet mortality through squashing, but we were told that this wasn’t a big problem.

The other important thing to understand here is that this is all still a learning experience, and we’re going to have to try a heap of different things before we find exactly what works for us. Unfortunately, our largest learning opportunities come from the times where things go awry, and that’s the case here.

Both girls were due near the start of August. Both had been in with Boris at exactly the same time, and we’d seen him couple with the both of them on the same afternoon. However, they were in with him for a couple of weeks, and there’s really no telling exactly when they got pregnant, or if they got pregnant at the same time. In addition to this, there can be some variation in how long they’re pregnant for. The result is that we know the earliest date they could be due (112 days from when we saw them first couple), but it could actually end up being some days later.

Ziggy was huge, while Stumpy seemed much smaller. We’d been thinking that Ziggy would go first, simply because her belly was nearly dragging on the ground and she was clearly uncomfortable. However, in the end it was Stumpy who dropped first.

Stumpy starting her first litter.

Stumpy starting her first litter.

Stumpy's first two. She was apparently a little distressed between births, and would get up and move the piglets around.

Stumpy’s first two. She was apparently a little distressed between births, and would get up and move the piglets around.

Stumpy nursing her first 5 as she finishes giving birth to the last one.

Stumpy nursing her first 5 as she finishes giving birth to the last one.

Stumpy ended up having 6. That’s not terrible for a first litter, but we’d be expecting nearly twice that for subsequent litters. She had no still-borns too, which is nice.

A happy mum :)

A happy mum 🙂

Ziggy dropped a full 4 days later, and had a whopping 13 babies! She struggled with a few of the deliveries, which is not surprising when she had so many her first time. Two were stillborn, and another wandered off into the corner, away from the heat lamps, and didn’t make it.

Ziggy dropping while Stumpy and her babies hang out.

Ziggy dropping while Stumpy and her babies hang out.

One of Ziggy's first few coming out.

One of Ziggy’s first few coming out.

That really is a lot of piglets!

That really is a lot of piglets!

We ran into problems pretty much right away. The two mums, who are sisters and have lived their entire lives together, just wanted to spoon and lay with each other. They weren’t laying against the creeps, and the babies were forced to come to them for a feed.

Ziggy and Stumpy just wanted to hang out and spoon, which is not surprisingly dangerous for tiny piglets.

Ziggy and Stumpy just wanted to hang out and spoon, which is not surprisingly dangerous for tiny piglets.

The danger is fairly obvious here.

The danger is fairly obvious here.

The result was that they lay on and squashed 6 babies. Combine that with the stillbirths and the one that wandered off, and we lost 9 out of 19. That is clearly something we need to remedy.

From now on, I think we’ll still keep the girls in pairs, but have them give birth separately. That way we can have them tend their babies for a few days, maybe a week, and then put them in together. At that stage the babies should be large enough to avoid the mums, and the mums will be alert enough to avoid the babies. We’ll try this the next chance we get.

In the meantime, the new piglets are the best litter we’ve ever had. They are boofy, healthy, and robust. These mums were bought from a local piggery, and the blood lines and breeding are tightly controlled. They are true F1 crosses of Large White and Landrace, and the genetics are obviously part of why these babies are so solid.

You'll have trouble finding healthier, more robust piglets anywhere.

You’ll have trouble finding healthier, more robust piglets anywhere.

You can see how boofy these litters are.

You can see how boofy these litters are.

I was away when the babies were born, and didn’t get home until they were a couple of weeks old. They are super active, running around and playing like puppies. I’ve been spending quite a bit of time in with them, trying to make up for lost time, and their natural curiousity cracks me up.

Curious piglet is curious.

Curious piglet is curious.

Extreme piglet close up!

Extreme piglet close up!

We’d been debating on going with the white breeds or phasing over to black breeds. We will probably experiment with the breeds, and some cross-breeding (I’m keen to put a Duroc over both our white and our black girls), but right now I’m happy with these gilts. There’s something to be said for pigs that produce litters of this size, and probably more importantly, who are such amazing mums.

 

July Catch Up

I had to go overseas for work in the first half of August. Lots happened in the couple of weeks before that, and lots even happened while I was away, but none of it was blogged because of the stupid overseas trip. Time to fix that…

We finished off the farrowing shed with a double creep area.

New double creep area done!

New double creep area done!

 

This worked well, and we put in a couple of heat lamps. The plan was to farrow the girls in pairs, and let them nurse together. As it turns out, that didn’t quite work as we expected, but I’ll cover that separately elsewhere.

We managed to score an awesome brooder from a friend.

New giant brooder.

New giant brooder.

Awesome new brooder in action.

Awesome new brooder in action.

 

It’s huge, and should be able to fit the large batches of birds we want to do.

We bought two pure-bred Black Angus calves from a property a couple of hours north of us. We got a steer and a heifer, and both are around 6 months old. Ideally, we’ll feed them on for another 18 months. However, that is a lot of meat all at once, so we might feed one on for a year and the other for 18 months.

Our new stock additions!

Our new stock additions!

 

Clarisse, who was supposed to be pregnant when we got her, went back to the people we bought her from to spend some time with their bull.

Clarisse waiting to be loaded into the float for a trip to her new fella.

Clarisse waiting to be loaded into the float for a trip to her new fella.

 

I was going to get her AI’d again, and contacted her original owners to get the AI guy’s contact details. They have a young pure-bred Jersey bull who has apparently done the job recently, and they offered to have her back for a couple of months.

Clarisse meeting her new room mates.  I was worried, as she can be a bit of a bitch, but they all seemed to get on.

Clarisse meeting her new room mates. I was worried, as she can be a bit of a bitch, but they all seemed to get on.

Clarisse's new baby daddy. He's only young, but we've been assured he's up to the job.

Clarisse’s new baby daddy. He’s only young, but we’ve been assured he’s up to the job.

 

For milking, it doesn’t matter what breed of bull gets her pregnant, and there are some sound arguments for using a beef breed as the progeny is then better for eating. However, if she drops a girl, then we have quite a valuable milking animal. If she drops a boy, then we still have a decent eating steer.

Ziggy and Stumpy were coming along in their pregnancies nicely, and were firmly ensconced in the new farrowing shed.

Ziggy does it all for the lols.

Ziggy does it all for the lols.

 

Lastly, Smoked came into season again.

Clarisse is not at all sure what's going on!

Clarisse is not at all sure what’s going on!

 

This is the third time she’s been in season in a row where we’ve seen Boris service her. This has to be her last chance. She needs get pregnant in order to save her bacon, if you know what I mean…

I forget what was wrong with this little guy, but I had to grab him out for some reason. It seemed like a great chance for a piglet selfie.

I forget what was wrong with this little guy, but I had to grab him out for some reason. It seemed like a great chance for a piglet selfie.