Saturday – work for Ady and I in the morning. Thanks to many power cuts over the last week the post office had crashed again and took about six reboots and nearly an hour to get up and running again. Lots of folk came for coffee and chats which was nice though. I walked along to Ady and when he finished we went and measured up the bridge across the river which the Kinloch Castle Friends Association have asked Ady to do some work on.
The ferry had been cancelled, as had Thursdays so there was quite a milk and fresh food shortage at the shop leading everyone to discuss who could become the baron of what on island. Ian and Kate appeared to have the most milk, we were good for venison and cheese, there also appeared to be a bit of a shortage of cigarettes but that is never really on our radar.
Back home for lunch and plenty of Barbara watching but nothing to report. I cooked dinner. There may have been knitting.
Sunday – the clocks had gone forward and the cancelled ferry from Thursday and Saturday had been rescheduled. We knew we would have various stuff on the boat but decided against going to meet the ferry and planned to head down a bit later instead to collect everything. Sure enough we had a text message from Fliss to say stuff had arrived for us and was in the boatshed so we drove down and collected it, picked up our washing from the castle laundry from the day before and the veg from the shop which had also arrived along with various post items including Lovefilm.
Back home for a fairly late lunch and then the hourly Barbara check. It was nearly 4pm and Scarlett came along with me. This time she was already lying in her straw nest in the pen breathing heavily and not very aware of us. As she slipped further into her trance we were able to creep closer to her until we were able to touch her. She had the first piglet at 430pm, a spotty little one which slipped out, wriggled like mad and was walking without moments finding its way round to her belly to start feeding. It was amazing. I’ve already blogged about it all over on WW so won’t replicate but it was a really memorable experience.
Finally got into the static just before 1030, freezing cold, soaked, knackered and actually slightly traumatised from the whole experience. It was at once exciting, draining and a tiny bit disturbing somehow. I had a shower and thought I was famished but halfway through dinner I crashed and couldn’t eat any more. Slept heavily if a little dream heavy.
Monday – Two dead piglets which was tough 🙁 We went to meet the boat as we were sending petrol off, also Abby had come on a flying visit and we’d not made it down to see her on Sunday night with all the pig midwifery. A catch up with village folk and we helped Jinty with her HUGE delivery before coming home. I rang my parents. Davies ordered some postcards ready for the start of the season.
Tuesday – Another two piglets lost – yesterday it was two spotty ones, today it was two pink ones meaning we’re down to 7 in total and just one pink one. Both of these had been crushed. Lots of online reading shows this is very common, particularly when kept as we do with freedom and no segregation. A suggestion is to try a farrow crate, either penning the sow (effectively trapping her and meaning she just lies there feeding, I have seen these in real life and find them barbaric) or creating a separate pen for the piglets to creep away from her safely attracting them there by a heat lamp. We cannot do that lacking power. Again I am not sure we would want to anyway. Part of the massive litter of 11 is natural selection which is very sad and disheartening for us but also means everything is as close to natural as possible. We’ve discussed it a lot, all feeling very sad at the loss of four, particularly after the high of 11 live births but feel we would do the same again. It would seem that the first 3 days is the critical time so we are still not out of the woods in terms of more crushings but it tends to be the weaker piglets who get crushed so we will continue to be hopeful of the others surviving. The weather has been particularly unkind today with gale force winds, huge hailstones and snow – inbetween rain showers! Not at all helpful.
Ady worked this morning at the hostel. I had a rant at the kids for a bit and then we talked that out and all was better for it. Davies worked on a story idea he has while Scarlett and I made 3 batches of candles (24 total) which used up all her wax and wick supplies. She now has a healthy stock to start selling and tonight ordered up some more supplies from ebay to make some more and has some good ideas for moulds which she is looking forward to trying.