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farmerjan
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Basically, yes. They are bigger, have a few different idiosyncrasies, but they will respond to routine and such, just as your sheep. They like sameness, they like to eat, but will want to feel "not threatened". We could go the route of "rounding up" our cattle with 4 wheelers and such, and have had to take it out to get the stubborn one or two to get in the pen, or through a gate, but as a whole, I have taught my son that you don't want to "go get them" you want them to "get themselves" TO you. Back nearly 40 years ago, when I first moved to Va., I was considered to be that "crazy Yankee woman" with all these weird ideas: you didn't need to feed "therapeutic" doses of antibiotics to keep the animals healthy...(which was routinely added to feed as per nutritional experts at land grant college studies etc.) you fed good feed and only treated them when they got sick. You didn't "chase" your animals, you made them come to you. You didn't need to "hog tie" them to work with them, you gained their trust. Yes, you have to be firm, and occasionally you have to get a little "rough" to teach an animal it's place.... but quiet and calm is a whole lot easier on everyone.So far I'm seeing working with them is just like with the sheep - just a bigger version of critter.
I used to have hogs, kept about 10-15 brood sows and had pigs all the time.....tried to have 3-4 farrow at the same time so had pigs to sell on a regular basis about every 2 months. I had an old '53 dodge 2 ton truck, flat bed with sides, that I backed up to the loading chute. About a week before it was time to take the feeders to the monthly sale, I would sprinkle feed along the ramp, up the chute into the truck. Within 2-3 days, had the whole kit and kaboodle running up the chute onto the truck wanting to get fed. Pigs could get under the "fence boards" but sows couldn't. When I would go to the sale, usually had 10-30 pigs at a time, the "guys" there would ask what time I started catching pigs to get them all loaded. I'd just say, "oh a little while ago".... because the first time I told them about an hour before I got there, one said I must've had alot of help because a little ole girl like me couldn't catch all those pigs by myself. It made me mad as I tried to tell him how I did it and he said I was having pipe dreams.... so I just gave up and left it. Some time later, one of them had come by on pig sale day, on the "excuse" that he was just coming from so & so's and thought he'd give me a little help if I needed it.... and as he drove in and parked, I was just in the process of getting them to walk ( they would run up it by then) the ramp up into the truck....I laughed at the expression on his face as I calmly closed the back gate, came around and said hi, what's up. He told me straight the reason he had stopped and if he hadn't seen it he never would have believed it. I hadn't one single smelly piece of pig manure on me but my boots, was ready to change shoes and drive to town. Then they called me the magic pig lady....
I miss my pigs..... to be able to go back and relive those years when my joints weren't hurting and I enjoyed farming more.....maybe in the next place, i might have a couple again.
Moral of the story, get them to do what you want, by teaching them you are not the bad guy, that when they do what you want they get a reward.... food is the magic ticket..... and yes, I felt a little sad that they were "tricked" into it, but it was a business, and they got a good life while they were at my place. Besides, pigs definitely don't do alot of thinking except with their stomach in mind... some have great personalities, but they are after all, there for a purpose. And their life at my place out in the air and sunshine, the mud hole, and all that, is a far sight happier than in a confinement operation.