Monthly Archives: March 2012


Phil Pheasting


Phillip, our Large Black boar enjoys lunch out in the field.


Meet Ms Ridley


Here’s one of the new Ridley Bronze hens! More soon on this Canadian breed of heritage turkey… Meanwhile, busy busy doing mundane things like fencing, roofing, siding, lifting bales of hay, milking, building new garden beds, and so on, and so on…

Banties Arrive

20120313-214659.jpg The bantams have arrived! As have the Ridley Bronze turkeys. I don’t have any good pictures of the Ridleys yet but will post as soon as I do. Meanwhile, my barnyard finally sounds like a real barnyard.

New Chicken House

20120308-150341.jpg The new chicken house is coming along very nicely. Just in time! The first batch of chickens and the adult Ridley Bronze turkeys (from up-island) are arriving this weekend (more poults from a farm on Saltspring will get here at the end of May). Note the re-purposed closet doors! As we continue to tear apart the house during the renovation, we’re finding all kinds of ways to reuse the bits and pieces. I guess I should also explain that this little shelter was originally used to house the pot-bellied pig we took in a number of years ago. When Mikey succumbed to pneumonia one winter, the goats took over the shelter. A couple of years after that, we moved the goats to a new, bigger shelter up the hill and installed our first weaner pig, Francis Bacon. When Francis became sausages and  chops, the structure was just crying out for new purpose in life. Voila – another incarnation as Chicken House No. 1.

This short video is a good example of how someone can make a go of a commercial hog operation using a heritage breed of hogs (Red Wattle Hogs), pasture, and organic supplementary feed. The pigs look happy!

The Real Know How

Wendy Parker of Heritage Farms Northwest in Dallas, Oregon talks about pasture farming heritage hogs (red wattle hogs and American guinea hogs).

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Take the Urban Farm Challenge!

I dare you…. March is all about cheese-making – which is perfect as I’ve stockpiled enough goat milk to finally have a go at making feta! After the most excellent results with the farmhouse cheddar, I can’t wait to get going on this!


Patience needs to be the name of the first piglet born of our recently acquired herd of Large Black Hogs. Because I tell you, we are needing every ounce of the stuff we can muster! Cora, the sow we were told was due to farrow first, should have had her litter by now  even if we take the latest possible date she could have conceived. The gestation period for sows is 3 months, 3 weeks, and 3 days, but it’s not always completely obvious if a mating has been successful. Since the hogs’ arrival here, we’ve witnessed any number of unsuccessful couplings. Phillip is a big lad and if he isn’t lined up exactly right, or if the process begins while the hogs are pointing uphill, or if his chosen partner is a little off balance, things go wrong pretty fast. He gets rattled, embarrassed and frustrated and loses his temper. The sows sit down in protest. He squeals and grabs mouthfuls of hay, which he then throws around like a teenager having a tantrum. Of course, the hay toss might be some kind of courtship ritual, but the girls seem completely unimpressed by his antics…


Night after night we have watched Cora sleep - which she does rather profoundly. And at length. When she should be GIVING BIRTH!!! No... I'm not grumpy. Really.

All of which is to say, it is possible that Cora is not actually pregnant. Which would be terribly disappointing. The next most likely candidate is Beth – who frolicked with Phil on Valentine’s Day. We are coming up to the end of what would be her 21 day heat cycle, if she didn’t conceive. If she starts making eyes at Phil this week, we might just start crying, though if she shows no interest in her amorous companion, we’ll hold our breaths and hope for the best. Farming and optimism – uneasy bedfellows.

It seems there are no easy ways to tell if a sow is pregnant. Ultrasounds are tricky – not always terribly accurate, require the sow to stand still, and locally, the only vet doing ultrasound preg checks needs the mother-to-be to come into the office as the ultrasound machine is not portable. Not very likely. It’s not like we can throw all 500 pounds of Cora in the back of the station wagon and pop into the office for a nice little visit. There is no reliable blood test (? how can this be?) and besides, though I can see we might be able to stick a needle in a sow’s ear once to draw blood, they are too smart to let us sneak up a second time. A head swing would send everyone flying and a good chomp could easily amputate a finger. Or an arm, really.

Hogs have been called ‘horizontal humans’ because their physiology is, in many ways, so similar to ours. If we can use swine insulin for diabetics and heart valves for human implants, then why not try using a home pregnancy test to see if the girls are pregnant?

Despite my best google efforts, I can’t find any reliable, scientific reference to using home preg tests on sows, though several other people seem to be asking the same question. Except in China, that is. There, a manufacturer sells ‘sow pregnancy tests’ for hog producers to maximize their efficiency. Clicking on the product image reveals an item that looks suspiciously like one of the human pregnancy test kits I just ordered in bulk from a medical supplier here in Canada. There’s no way testing the sows was going to be in any way economical by purchasing said kits one at a time from the drugstore. The savings by buying in bulk were astonishing – 12.99 on sale for the store brand – or 25 for 9.99 in bulk online.

Of course, having a stockpile of pregnancy tests in no way means we will instantly have our ‘is she or isn’t she’ questions answered. I spent altogether too long yesterday strolling around nonchalantly within arm’s reach of Cora’s nether regions holding an empty cup. Despite mustering my diminishing supply of patience, I finally had to give up, long before my cup came close to running over.

Stay tuned. We have not reached the end of this chapter in our lives as hog breeders. Would be hog breeders.