
I brought Daisy’s nine Berkshire weaners in from the field today to notch and tag them. It’s much easier and cleaner to do the job in the confines of a pen, out of the wind and rain. Once they were inside, I went off to get the box of tags and pliers, returning to find all the weaners had crammed into their former creep and gone to sleep. Of course, they’re much, much bigger than they were when they spent their first two weeks in here, but that doesn’t seem to have bothered them any.



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