07/06/2022
A few people have been asking about the pigs and how we ended up with them so buckle up, here we go...
George- adopted oinkus #3. Pig breed Kunekune (aka the bulldog of pigs, short snouts and a face only a mother could love) He is orange and white in color. He is approximately 5-6m old. I stopped at a random house to compliment them on their beautiful field of pigs which ended up with my kids playing with their kids while Felicia and I followed a random guy into his random barn to see the baby pigs inside. Yep. Totally safe right?! Well it ended up to be because a month later I took my pick of the litter home in April of 2022. The guy and his wife couldn't have been nicer and were very responsible breeders.
This handsome boy will grow up to be as Mike puts it "the ugliest pig breed I've ever seen". He went from farel to almost not fare 🤣. We're still working on his manners. He is sweet, loving, adorable and loves chasing his chickens. He also enjoys eating chicken p**p and any food he can get his snout on.
Hank- adopted oinkus #2. Pig breed Potbelly (aka mini pig) which let this be a reminder to everyone that MINI PIGS DON'T EXIST, it's a scam. He is Solid black in color. Approximately 5 years old. He randomly started showing up on our property in May of 2020, he smelled our female pig (Carol) and was naturally trying to get to her. We found out he belonged to one of our neighbors...? Well, Kind of. He was sold to the neighbors granddaughter as a "mini pig". She and her boyfriend kept him in a dog cage in their apartment for his first year they had him (or so we were told he was a year old). When drugs and domestic violence got out of hand, the woman abruptly pawned him off on her mother, brother and grandparents (our neighbors). We could clearly see this pig was not taken care of so I begged Mike to let us rescue him. We're not sure what he endured in his previous life but we offered to take him and the neighbors agreed. We did not see him for almost 2 weeks after his last escape from their house to ours. When I went to pick him up and take him to his first vet visit, he was tied to a tree in their front yard with a metal chain, no not a collar, a double wrapped metal chain which was cutting circulation because it was so tight. No food, no water bowl, no nothing. I couldn't even get the chain undone from around his neck but I was able to get the other end unwrapped from the tree. Thank God I knew Nikki who works at the vet we went to because I looked like a crazy person coming in with him... they had to use gardening shears to cut it off. He was so scared he p**ped all over everyone in the room. To this day he has permanent scars from where the chain dug into his skin. The bill for his neuter cost us almost $500. He had severe scar tissue around his testicles and one was undescended. The vet said it was due to trauma he endured or in other words some as***le abused this pig so bad they kicked his balls back up inside of him. The vet also suspected he was approx 3 years old not a year old. Hank has since put on almost 50lbs since being with us and has also grown in his tusks! (which reminds me I need to schedule to have them trimmed 😆) He went from being extremely skittish and running away, to following me everywhere and gently hopping up on me to pet him. He has a very sweet temperment and is as gentle as can be when it comes to taking food. Except he bites Carol in the butt when she is begging for food too. He also willingly comes up to Mike and most other men for snoot sniffs and head scratches which was som**hing he use to be terrified to come up to any man for. He is my ugly gentle giant and I cry just thinking about his handsomely ugly face 🥲 I lobe him so much!
And last but not least.....
Carol- adopted oinkus #1. Pig breed Potbelly (again... NOT a mini pig because they don't exist). Approximately 2 1/2 years old. Cruising through Craigslist I searched for the most messed up pig ad I could find and came across a "Mini pig for sale $250" the description was not written well and the pictures were blurry as if someone couldn't hold the camera straight and thought to myself... yep this is the one I want ( this is not the way a normal person thinks). So what did I do?? Well I clearly pulled out $250 and went to UDF to meet up and make the exchange. The couple I was meeting was almost an hour late meeting me. I was texting Mike as I was waiting telling him I was leaving but som**hing was telling me not to. FINALLY, they showed up. And unfortunately they were m**hed up... literally on m**h. They knew nothing about this pig and their story on how they got her kept changing. I'm pretty sure they stole her. I handed them the money, took the pig and rushed back home. At the time she weighed 6lbs, was covered in mange but she was as sweet as can be. Once we got rid of the mange I then proceeded to keep her in the house until she was potty trained. Now she weighs over 100lbs and is the most beautiful, independent and outspoken sassafras. She is the reason my obsession with pigs has grown. She is also the reason I have no wildflowers, no tomatoes and am usually running late. When she roams, she takes her sweet time coming back after I "make the pig call" and yell for the pigs to come home. This past weekend she was the reason I ran late to a 4th of July party. As we were about to leave, one of our other neighbors knocked on our door telling us our pig was in his yard. She had broken the chicken wire fence between our properties. Although he was very nice and laughed it off with Mike, we had to play operation catch a Carol because she was clearly tormenting his dogs with her oinks and death stare. They were terrified of her 😆. Mike and the neighbor tried to catch her. Carol being her normal Carol self, she wanted nothing to do with it. Mike said to him "she's my wife's pig and will only listen to her"... I mean he's not wrong 🤷♀️ as soon as I stepped outside and yelled her name she came oinking back home, tail wagging and hips swaying like she owned the place. But let's be real, she really does owns us. She owns everything she steps hoof on and is the reason the Misfit Mini Farm started! She bites my leg to tell me I'm not giving her enough pets, she started this new trick where she tries to hump me from behind every time she goes in to heat so that's fun... not. She also likes to pick on the other animals, including Butters our bulldog. In her defense he started it, but boy did she whoop his ass!
Although she's never been mean to anybody and she's very gentle with the kids, she has a BIG attitude problem and she's real hungry ALL THE TIME. She is a diva who has to be constantly reminded to stop her s**t. In return she openly voices her opinion about me flicking her nose as a punishment. But I wouldn't change anything about her. She is my best friend and was one of my biggest supporters through covid times. I know it sounds crazy, go ahead and judge me! But she really was the reason I mentally made it through the world shutting down. I spiraled into a whirlwind of problems ontop of mental illness and she never left my side even when I wasn't giving her the attention that she deserved.
She listens to my rants every morning and always knows exactly what to say back... Oink Oink 🐷
