Frogwell Fings - December 2010
Boss is really up against it, like many farmers he has had to deal with the coldest December in living memory, all us pigs have automatic water bowls, none of these are working so Boss is hand lugging water buckets to 6ft troughs, tis lovely watching his cheery cheeky face as he struggles down to the end pen where I live with two buckets both of which have already dribbled into his wellies so he is making this delightful squelching noise as he hobbles,slips and slides down the track, in triumph he tips these buckets into my trough, I instantly put my nose under the lip and with one quick flip send the hard fetched water everywhere, I didnít know humans could go that deep red colour that quickly or make so much noise he could be heard across the valley, and just to set the record straight I have down in the office my pedigree papers with my mum and dads name on it so I cant be that orrible name on it that he kept calling me.
He calmed down dreckly as they say in Cornwall and got on with fixing his leaks and carrying his water, he did get a long hose thawed out enough to go down to a dipping tank for his Aberdeen Angus calves ,they have an auto bowl (Frozen) so its buckets again for Boss. He used one of those new feed bins as a tank, absolutely brilliant
Who said an ark was just for livestock................. It's a Snowmans home!!!!