We did a trial experiment this year raising a pig. I wanted a heritage breed and I wanted a female, and I didn't realize the physical differences between the two apart from the obvious. Well.....turns out we got a male and he'd already been castrated so they all looked alike to me! So instead of starting a breeding program, we went ahead with raising our own pork. We got a Tamworth, known for their deep 'bacon' sides. They are also great at raising their own offspring, which is important since I don't want to be out there bottle feeding a dozen piggies. We drove over 3 hours to get him, almost to the coast. When we saw the size of his mom, my hubby and I looked at each other, eyes wide, wondering just what the hell we had gotten ourselves into!
Once we (meaning the breeder) had wrestled the piglet away from the rest, we put him in our small animal carrier. He was about 30 pounds at the time.
One night he went inside to sleep and grew so much overnight that he couldn't get out the door!! Hubby had to run out and pick it up so Pork Chop could come out, then he cut the opening MUCH larger.
He was very well fed. He got all the extra cow and goat milk, about 2 gallons per day, plus we got almost-free day old bread from the bakery in town, in addition to our scraps.
When we got our dog, she kept trying to herd him, but he would 'bark' right back at her, scaring her away, and then they would continue the 'dance' over and over again.
It didn't go smoothly and of course I was very emotional, having a soft heart and all, sobbing like a baby. Then we tried to truss him up, saving the hocks, but the ropes kept slipping off his legs and he would drop to the ground. Finally we sacrificed the hocks and got him trussed up, and got to see just how HUGE he ended up being. He was well over 300 pounds, and he made my very tall hubby look short!
He had a lot of heart. ;-)