Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Operation Trough Retrieval
Okay, we are not used to a plethora of rain here, but lately we have been dumped on. So, our pig pen has become a swimming hole with an emphasis on hole. Some, probably lethal, combination of water, sh*t, and dirt have taken over and the pigs are wading around trying to find a dry spot. What this also means is that their troughs have filled with this batter too. Because we prefer our meat to not eat sh*t soup, I sent my youngest into the pen for Operation Trough Retrieval which did make me feel a little evil.
I wasn't sure he was going to make it out alive or that we wouldn't have to give him a bleach bath when he was done.
If you feel nauseous looking at these photos, please step away from your computer because I don't think vomit and keyboards were meant for one another.
In the end, my baby made it out okay even though my boots (See! I am not all that evil after all! I let him borrow my rain boots to go in there!) are now destroyed. And, the troughs are cleaned and relocated to the driest (HAH!) part of their pen.