I couldn't help but laugh at your stories. Why does it always seem to be the pig? We owned and bred pigs for a couple of years. The pig pen was in the stable paddock and alongside the pigs pens we used to keep the lucern. And of course the pig feed. Let's just say it wasn't very long before all the horses' fears dissapeared in favour of the pigs' feed. We had a devil of a time keeping them out of the pig sty. The pigs sometimes complained a little, but the horses would just remove his nose out of reach and continue the second the pig backed of.Though I have to say that didn't stop old Hans nearly having a heart attack because of one. We were coming back from a trail ride and his mind was on R&R when just as we passed the pig sty the big saw lets out an almighty snort! He almost jumped out of his skin!
Boots - bugger a weanling, if you've ever seen a day old piglet sitting on his bum suckling a bottle you'll go running to the nearest pig farmer for a little runt. One of our sows sadly died giving birth to thirteen piglets. We had to raise ten of the little ones by hand. I do believe it may oficially be the cutest thing on four legs.