I've got good news and bad news. Which do you want first? Bad news?
One of the pigs died. (Please, no bacon jokes on this one, ok?)
It was the runt of the group. At first this wasn't noticeable but over the last couple weeks it didn't look like it grew at all. We didn't worry about this, we just thought it was the runt. Maybe there was something else going on, but it never showed signs of being sick. One day is was rooting around in the pasture, and the next day it was dead.
That's really all I have to say about that, besides that it really just...sucks.
On Sunday, Farmer John moved the pigs from the barn to their new pasture. I know the move was frustrating at first, but then he figured out a method and it worked perfectly. Hilariously and perfectly.
The pigs seem very happy in their new pasture. They scampered around with us for a few minutes, then started rooting. It's been so much fun to watch them out there just being pigs.