The piggies are sleeping alone sometimes now instead of always piling up. They're more like teenagers who are all about escaping under the fence and hanging out in gangs in the mud ponds.
Every now and then the mothers roll over for a few minutes and indulge their big babies in some nursing. More often than not the babies lose interest and wander off alone. One of these days the pig pasture is going to be empty except for a few pregnant sows, and the whole cycle will start over again.
As for me, we're leaving town this week for a couple of weeks in New Jersey and Nova Scotia; so my next posts will be as big a surprise to me as to you. Stay tuned!