Your guys are braver than us. They probably have the whole process down pat. Each one knowing what he has to do and where to sit on the pig, all of that.
The first year we got pigs, we had to move them. Being ignorant of how things work in the real animal world, we just let them out of their little run and led the way down to the new big barn run.
We figured if we each shook a food can at them, they'd follow us.
Long story shorter, we will never do that again. There was yelling, laughing, panic, frustration.I will never forget the way my husband looked when he was trying to lay on the pig to get a better hold on it. I bust a rib laughing even now years later. And wow can they kick!
From then on, we put up rails whenever we have to move them, make them go in single file. It's probably more than we need to do to move them, but memories of the first fiasco keep coming back.
Our pigs usually weigh out at 200 lbs, gutted and skinned out.
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