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Pig on the lam

I should be used to it by now. It happens every August when the pasture dries up and the lambs start working holes in the fence. I arrive home and find two of them grazing the “long pasture,” which is a term the neighbours use to describe any roadside ditch contiguous to a farm. Two lambs turn into thirty if corrective steps aren’t taken, so I move the whole flock to the … [Read more...]