One rainy afternoon I went to feed the pigs before we went to dinner at a friend's home. When I entered the barn I could hear splashing sounds. Other than the pigs water bucket there is no water in the barn, and this sounded like a waterpark on a summer day. When I got to the pig pen I found the source of the sound, the pig pen was full of water. Evidently, the rain had soaked the ground and it was coming in through the fieldstone basement walls and pooling in the solid walled pig pen, creating them a swimming pool. They were quite enjoying themselves, but I feared the water would keep rising and they would either drown or escape. So, being(becoming) resourceful hobby farmers the children and I made a new pig pen out of old bedsprings. That held them until the weekend when we built them a pig pen out in the grove. Unfortunately, the move proved too much for the pig with the belly rupture(a very bad hernia) and we had to butcher him. One in the freezer, HAM in the grove.
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