Day 4

So last night, I never mentioned, Dan decided to go home for dinner because Will had to make a delivery, and Kent was on call at the office.  So basically it was just me all night.  And basically it was pouring harder than I have ever heard it ( no thanks to the steel roof tops that Will and Kent have ).  And to top it all off no one came home until 1145.  So i spent some time on the computer, and spent some time calling the rents and checking on with everything that is going on back in PV.  Which is nothing.  So fast forwarding a little I woke up at 650 ( yea i know, five minutes later..whats up? ).  I woke up feeling pretty rested, and I am not quite sure why, because I went to bed so late.  Anyways, I woke up put the ol contacts in after like 5 minutes.  I have no idea why, but the past two days my contacts keep falling out of my eyes...classic.  I walked down to the kitchen and will had just started making pancakes and eggs.  I made sure not to eat a bowl of granola before, so I could easily finish my plate.  Likewise, Dan was munching on granola as I walked in, but Dan does eat a lot so I guess its ok.  We sat down and not surprisingly the pancakes were delicious.  It had an amazing blend of cinnamon and butter, and with syrup it made the whole dish irresistible.  After that Will mentioned that we would be having some fun in the morning, because I would be doing something different.  I wondered what he meant when he said that, and I found out when Steve got there.  A female pig was being slaughtered, and we had to round up the pig and bring her to the truck.  There was a lot going through my mind when I found this out.  First I have some questions about Will and Kent.  They come off as super humane, and incredibly nice people, but I can't help but wonder if they actually are like that, or they just have the farm, and go through the motions.  What I mean by that is, do they feel bad when one of their pigs get slaughtered?  I had a hard time with the job this morning, but to be 100% honest I was a little thrilled that I didn't have to do the morning rounds, because those are endless.  So we set out with these plastic red boards, because when you are trying to round up a pig, you want to use these boards to cut off the peripheral vision of the pig as to make it think there is a wall where your board is.  All in all it is supposed to make the catching easier.  So Steve, dan and I went with our three red boards, and surprisingly the pig we wanted was near the gate, it was almost like she knew we were coming to get her.  Which also was sad.  It literally took us 2 minutes, if that, to round up this pig and bring her to the nearest gated area so Steve could put her in the trailer.  I don't know how it took such a short time, because Will told us if we finished within the hour come find him, and we finished within the next ten minutes.  Dan is now known as the swine whisperer, because a large part of the reason we got the pig that quickly was owed to him ( so he says ).  So when we got back I was still happy to get out of the morning rounds,  but that happiness soon dissolved because Will was happy we had gotten the pig so quick, but even happier that I could START the morning rounds.  So I filled up my JD with hay, egg basket, rabbit feed, water, non egg laying bird feed, and pig feed.  I did all the coops on the first side of the farm and all the rabbit cages decently quickly, and then started on the other side.  To feed the pigs is kind of a game in itself.  first you need to empty out the mud that is in their feeders because there is ALWAYS mud in them, and next you need to be stealthy about feeding them.  If you go too slow they knock the food straight from your pitcher.  So what I did this morning, was I reached over to one side of the pen where nothing was, just so that the pigs would follow me over so I could reach over and empty the real feeder.  And after I emptied the feeder of mud, I was swarmed with pigs even though I hadn't even put any food in yet.  classic case of pigs.  So since the pigs were crowding the feeder in reach I decided to make a move for the feeder inside the actual pen, and for that I had to hop the fence quickly, or else they would get to the feeder before me.  So as graceful as a gazelle i hurdled the fence with pitcher in hand and got a solid scoop of feed in the feeder before the pigs could suffocate me.  I jumped the fence back out and variated feeders every time.  Flash back: One thing happened yesterday that i forgot to mention with the female pigs.  I planned on going into their pasteur to feed the with my JD because it would've been easier, but as I opened the gate three huge pigs came storming at me, because they were starving.  I dint have enough time to close the gate, and one pig ran right through.  I was using more than any strength i ever had to hold back the two that came running towards the gate, and I was pretty frantic about the third.  I immediately shut the gate so that no more pigs could go through, but the one pig that did run through was headed straight for the chickens coop.  I sprinted ahead of the pig and pushed with all my might to steer the pig back to its pen.  I pushed harder than i have ever pushed anything in my life, and still the pig was inching towards the gate.  After about a minute of exerting all my force on this pig, I finally managed to get her back in the gate.  So ten I ditched the JD.  I decided to just hand feed them, and one feeder was right near the fence so I thought it would be easy to just reach over with my food and pour it in.  Wrong.  Little did i know the top piece of wood on the fence had been chewed down by Maura, the watchdog for that pasteur, so as I as caching over to pour the feed in the metal conner for the pigs, my footing slipped and I came down on the wood that was already chewed and completely broke it off.  I not only ruined the top piece of wood, but I got a very unpleasant cut on my lower stomach, but I did manage to feed the pigs after all this.  Flash forward back to today: Nothing much exciting happened besides the stealthy pig missions; I washed the eggs cartoned them, and then put a second coat of paint on the pig feeder I started painting yesterday.  There is one thing that kind of annoys me.  I don't really know why I have been stuck with doing the morning and afternoon rounds the past couple days.  Dan is newer than I am, and lately he has just been helping Steve with rounding up pigs, and driving them to the slaughterer.  And he isn't even driving in the car!  Then today he ended at lunch time because he got to make a delivery in the afternoon, while I was braking my break painting every inch of the new pig feeder.  I feel like I am doing the bitch work, and its kind of annoying but at the same time, I know it needs to get done so I just put on a smile and say yea sure Will.  I have nothing against Dan, because he is a super nice guy, and super funny, I just don't get why I am doing so much more than he is.  Well, whatever its just me being lazy/ competitive.  classic combo.  I think I might try to go to New York after I sell food at the farmers market on saturday so that will be fun, if I get to go.  I don't particularly like New York because I don't like city life, but I would have a good time being around people I know.  Well, anyways its probably high time I do some SAT garbage...or not...but actually yea...jk.  classic.  So. Nighty.