Big momma farrowed in the woods at the edge of the pasture. 9 total, 2 stillborn. We ended up moving her from where she'd chosen into a shelter on the grass. Where she'd chosen was very damp and just moving around had converted more of the ground into mud, which was chilling the piglets. She lost 3 of them, so was down to 4 total when we moved them. Since the move sow and piglets are doing fine.
This is the hard part of pastured pork. It's tough picking up the little ones, and having the sneaking suspicion that if this birth had happened in a farrowing pen you wouldn't have lost them.
3 days ago