Big changes are afoot at Sasquatch Wallows.
Feel free to say “I told you so,” but I’ve discovered that being a pig rancher in the forests of Oregon’s Coast Range . . . just doesn’t pay the bills like it should.
As such, I’m returning, like the prodigal that I am, to the practice of law.
Say hello to Prodigal Law at Sasquatch Wallows!
But don’t worry, there will still be bacon and pork products emanating from Sasquatch Wallows.
Be sure to check out Meet Your Meat and stay tuned for additional details next week.
Until then, check out Scar’s unbelievably cute day old spotted piglets nursing.
Â
Of course, things never go according to plan at Sasquatch Wallows.
While I located Scar within minutes and went to work on getting her and the piglets settled, I’ve been searching for three days, including all of St. Patrick’s day, for a farrowing sow in the other herd.
Unfortunately, the missing sow is on two and a half acre paddock with heavy underbrush. I’ve criss-crossed the paddock half a dozen times and still haven’t found where she has built her farrowing nest.
And while I search diligently, my “livestock guardian dogs” Luke and Leia just laid around the yard like lazy bums.
Be sure to stay up to date on the shenanigans at Sasquatch Wallows.
Text “BACON” to (844) 721-1271