I knew loading hogs wouldn't be hard. I had plenty of practice moving Duke and Dee-Dee from pasture to pasture for the day to ease the pressure in their pen.
I would move all of the pigs to the cow pasture for the afternoon and move them back in the evening. It kept them from getting bored and made for very happy pigs. They worked the pasture entrance over well, turning it into a muddy area where the barn shed water.
I was going to miss them though. I had spent so much time with them. Dee-Dee had white eyelashes.
The boar, Duke, in his wallow. I did my best to give them a good life while they were in my care.