Oh I was so very organised yesterday. I was really.
We had an AirBnB guest arriving, but I started the day way ahead on the preparations. I even had time to stop and have coffee and a chat with a neighbour. Things were still okay….. I usually aim to have the house ready by 2 pm… giving us time to have a shower, and deal with anything else that might happen before a 4 pm arrival.
By 3 pm… a bit behind schedule, but hey, I’m organised and everything is okay, I finally get to the shower. Clean clothes on… time for some quick checking of emails, etc.
Our guest had messaged that he would be with us before dark.
Alfie gets into shower about 4.30 pm.
By 5 pm…. all hell had broken out! Why do these things happen when you have clean clothes on???
The dogs started barking furiously. I thought it was our guest arriving.
No. No. No. Silly me.
I looked out the window to see our pigs in our neighbours field. Aaargh! This is taking ‘free range pork‘ to a whole new level.
Quick donning of wellies, grab a feed bucket and try to tempt them back to our side of the fence. Of course they were having none of it…. they’d just broken out via the orchard so had bellies full of apples.
An hour and a half later – mist falling, darkness falling and by the way, there is no time for a toilet break…. and yes, I really needed to go – we had to abandoned all attempts to get them back. We’d managed to tempt Ginger back. She ate some grain while we continued to tried to convince Perky to return to the fold. Then Ginger decided it was much more fun to join Perky running about with cattle.
Seriously pigs are the worst!
Scheming pigs
By 6.30…. shopping still had to be done, dinner still had to be cooked, and guest had not arrived yet (strange).
At 7 pm…. I get a message while in supermarket…. I am at Lissatunny and cannot find you. Well, that’s not surprising as it is 45 minutes south of us!!!!
Many phone calls later, and a meet up in the village and our guest finally got here at about 8 pm.
Oh, and the nice clean clothes I’d put on a few hours earlier were filthy!!!!
A Year In Redwood 
Ah…I know this pig malarkey only too well. We’re constantly trying out something better to keep the pigs from free ranging all over the place.
They can be so stubborn and determined, and run you all over the place!!!
You had quite the day Margret, I will make sure I put up some good fencing if we raise pigs.
They are incredible escape artists!!!!
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