|My goodness, what do we start with first?|
The weather cooperated and we had a beautiful, sunny, warm day. We got to the Bowl at noon to discover several people had already arrived and settled in. The first hour was rather insane as I tried to get a handle on the situation, instruct people in building pens and get the check-in table set up. I was not as prepared as I usually am and had not expected to find people there already!
This was one of our largest pignics - roughly 70 people and as many pigs. Old pignics were predominantly sows, but we probably had an even amount of boars and sows on Sunday. The Pig Patrol was there in force, which was great. Lots of pigs to inspect, cages to watch, people to help, questions to answer. We did lots of nail clipping and even a demo of boar cleaning.
|Pretty pink nails|
There were the usual unanticipated events: Several pigs were hauled off to time out pens. Two boars got into a fight and they both ended up with split lips. One pig showed up with pink nail polish on her nails! And we had a big surprise for one owner when she found out her sow was a boar. She had been looking for a new sow companion since his old one had passed. Good think we did a sex check!
|Hey.... those aren't guinea pigs in that pen.|
Lots of familiar faces, both human and guinea pig. There were at least three pigs there that were seven years or older. Impressive! Some long-time pignickers arrived with with new pigs - its hard to believe we've had spring pignics for eight years. And, of course, a few new people joining us for the first time. They're always so happy to find other guinea pig lovers.
We all sacked out when we arrived home, exhausted from fresh air and grass.