The deed is done…

Sir Loin was delivered to the local processor this morning at 9 am. I got there a little too late to actually be a witness to his end, but Jr. told me it was quick and easy, one shot and he was done. I’m thankful for that.

Laying in the truck, it was a bit sobering, to see this huge large dead animal that once was alive and rooting about in the pen with his buddies. He was nearly 6 feet long, all stretched out and still. I patted his bristly side and said thanks.

The menfolk got them into the truck with a bit of hard effort and such, but it was accomplished with grace and skill and we were off to the butchers within a half hour or so.

I was happy to see that it was a local fellow, with his own abattoir for game and livestock. Normally he doesn’t do hogs at this time of the year because he’s doing maple syrup! But the weather was so bad, there was none to be made, so we lucked out! His prices seem so reasonable…. 40 cent a pound for processing, and 50 cents a pound extra for smoking. He does it all in house. Again, another plus in my book, I like supporting local businesses.

It was a little weird to be standing there, and he comes up and hooks them each with a big hook and pulls them off the truck with ease. And then to be standing there at the counter, making out my wish list of cutting instructions while they lay on the clean, concrete floor.

I did some research last night, just trying to figure out the ins and outs of hog butchering and how I should best get my hog prepared. WIth just three people in the family, I knew that I really didn’t want a 18 pound ham. So he is going to halve it and then slice off some thick ham slices so that we will get a good portion on the two hams. We are having all our belly smoked into bacon, because, we like bacon. We’re getting one back loin cut into roasts and the other side into 3/4 inch pork chops. He’s saving me the leaf lard for pies and pastries… ribs, yup. We’re getting several pounds of soup bones and dog bones. We’re getting the pork butt for a BBQ to be announced! Oh yes and many pounds of sausage, in two batches… one as maple breakfast seasoned and one with no seasoning so that we can make our own special seasonings of sausage. We like making sausage, it’s just hard to grind it nicely. And it’s always good for meatloaf and meatballs and other add ins. We’re not that fond of the traditional fennel and Italian seasonings for sausage. The heart and liver are going to our buddy Uncle Rod, mostly because we just don’t eat that. Hocks are being smoked for soups. Shoulders are going into the sausage mix.

He’ll be ready in about 2 weeks, maybe a bit less. And should cost about $150 in processing. Considering that my total investment so far is $25 for the pig… and 6 feed bills of $15 each… $115… and if he dresses out about 180 to 200 pounds… then we’re looking at less than $1.50 a pound for all this precious meat! Pretty unbelievable. He said that a steer would cost about $300 for processing, which is much much less than a few other commercial places would have charged. Problem is, the cost of the steer would easily be a thousand dollars! Still, when I see beef going for 8 to 10 dollars a pound? It’s something to consider in the future.

I didn’t take pictures, just didn’t seem right. Plus my battery died and I didn’t want to be too late. It really was not bloody or messy. It was a shot to the head and dead. Not some sort of butcher knife slaughter. They looked like they were sleeping or something. Just big hogs in the back of a pickup truck.

Thanks Sir Loin! I’m sure we will enjoy you. I’m glad you had a nice piggy life. I hope if there is some sort of cosmic return that he gets to come back as a lap dog. Equally nice life of leisure, but without the finishing part at the end! That would be nice.

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Sir Loin’s Day of Destiny….

Sir Loin and his sibling sealed their fates late this week. They broke out of their big old pig pen at the neighbors farm. They were inciting a near hog riot with their other four siblings in which close to a ton of hog would have been loose and wild! They sealed their fate. It is time for the two big’ems to go to finishing school.

There are lots of blogs out there that wax poetic about the first large critter that they finished. I like finished… it sounds a little better than slaughtered. Slaughtered just sounds, well, not so nice. Sir Loin will be finished. Done. His life fulfilled. I suppose that truely his life fulfilled would be to reproduce and pass on his genes, that kind of thing, but in the farming business, chances are he wouldn’t have had that opportunity anyway. It’s only the few, the proud, the champions that get to go on to the boar stud business. It’s just a cruel fate of nature that males just get eaten.

That being said, yes, there is a little tinge of this feeling of well, weirdness. I can’t really put a good finger on the emotion. It’s not regret, because when I see him, I do sort of think of bacon and chops and ham and all that. You just can’t help it. And I know that Jr. and Julia and their boys have taken good care of him. He’s always got a big pig smile on his face when I see him, and he gets to eat all the time and hang out with his siblings and make big pig hay nests and lounge about. He seems pretty content with his life. I think it’s that feeling of well, respect, that he’s going to be feeding my family. And I thank him for that. I think if I was like crass and unfeeling, I would want to examine that lack of compassion for an animal that didn’t really have much chance in life other than this final destiny. I mean, it’s not like he had a say in the matter… like a chance to speak up and say he wanted to work at a petting zoo or maybe learn to plow, maybe hire out as a gardening hog or perhaps train to snuffle out truffles. He pretty much had his fate sealed on that late summer day last year when he came into the world with his other little piglet kin. He was bacon from the start.

So tomorrow, a few hours from now, I’m going over to have a hand in the process. Okay, watch the process. I just don’t feel comfortable being a trigger man. I’m not afraid to kill something, not really, just not experienced at all and wouldn’t feel comfortable with that huge responsibility of a clean and decent shot. I sure don’t want him all stressed and running around in a panic when I missed. I want him dispatched gently, calmly and without a lot of concern. That is my hope for him. A nice quick and simple death.

I spent a little time this evening online, looking at charts and reading folks suggestions for how to order him processed. My goodness. There are so many options! I do know that I want the hams and bacon smoked. And I want the leaf lard for pastry cooking. I’m not really wanting the stuff like kidneys, brain and lungs, etc. Ah, no thanks. I’m hoping that some of him might go towards bones for the dogs. Just so that there’s not a lot of waste. Sausage… chops, ribs. Going to the butchers with our dead hogs is going to be a learning adventure for sure. They will be killed on the farm. I like that. I wouldn’t like them to have to worry over getting loaded and taken to some nearby location and fearful, worried. I guess they might have woke up with different plans, but in the end, it will be quick and over with fast. That’s good.

I have made a big decision though… I don’t think I’m going ahead with my tenative plans to grow a pair of hogs ourselves. We just don’t have the right enclosure for them. I’m not ruling it out, because I think it’s a good thing and I have friends that would like a share of a pair of hogs. But this year? I just don’t really have a good place for them and I’m not sure if I will have the funds to prepare a spot for them. It’s like my decision to put off beekeeping for another year. I just don’t see us needing that much honey right away. I’m reading this cool book right now… it’s called Make the Bread and Buy the Butter. By Jennifer Reese. The author goes into all sorts of things like making cheese, and doing homemade products, what is worthwhile and what is a hassle. She talked about raising animals and such and to be honest, her frank talk about beekeeping made me reconsider at the moment.

We don’t use that much honey in a year. Maybe… MAYBE a gallon. I do use it in cooking, and I do like it for baking and such. But honestly, over the year? I think I could probably just make do with some of the local keeper’s golden delight and feel just fine about handing over $20 or $30 for it. I was pricing the start up costs and I think it would be easily close to $500. I could probably shave some off that cost by building my own hive, but in the end, I would need a good deal of beginning equipment and well, that makes that gallon of honey pretty darn expensive. I think it can wait a year or two. I’m not giving up on it completely, I’m just shelving it for a bit.

And the hogs things… yeah, hmmm… again, there are local people selling sides and halves and all that of their nicely raised hogs that I could always encourage without worrying if my hogs would break through our probably hillbilly rigged enclosure and wreck havoc through the homestead. I’m still a little gun shy after the goat adventure! A 300 pound wild hog would be hard for the girls and I to wrangle! I think we should probably keep our livestock addition to one species a year. This year, it’s turkeys. Maggie wants to raise a batch of turkeys. And we like fowl and know fowl pretty good now. I think that’s good. I want to keep learning more about hogs, because I’m pretty darn sure that once we get one of Sir Loin’s juicy roasts in the oven and on our plates, we’re GOING to taste a difference. I just want to make sure I’m ready to do it right. And that means learning more and researching the right and easy way to keep them happy and healthy and grown right.

Tomorrow is the last day of our very first year here at the homestead. One full year, four full seasons. Windhaven has tried to kick our butts but we made it. We have gotten through a whole year and weathered each and every challenge and blessing that came our ways and we’re still smiling and content and pleased with our efforts. It’s a huge change from that bleak cold wintery day last year that we pulled up to the door with keys in hand and a to do list twenty hundred items long! At least. We have a wonderful home, lots of possibilities, critters galore and some pretty amusing stories to share. Not too bad for a couple of newbie farm chicks! We have fixed up, rehabbed, acquired stock, bred stock, eaten of our own stock and regained a bit of personal self sufficiency skills along the way. We’re bona-fide! We started with just a little three acres of neglect and now we have a functioning, growing homestead and a year full of wonderful memories, accomplishments and HUGE blessings. Thanks for coming along on the ride! Year Two is going to be more and more fun!!! We can’t wait to see what the journey holds in store!!!

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Blue has a friend!

Meet Lil’ Red! Our neighbor friends got a new truck!

(Friend Neighbors? Fribors… Neighends! Hmmm…. Just calling them neighbors is such a understatement, they are wonderful wonderful friends, too… hmm…. )

Anyway… Julia and Jr. got a great little used truck last week and it’s swell! It’s so nice to have a little truck around that if we ask super sweetly and nicely and all, can help us out now and then! Blue is good at hauling stuff, but Lil’ Red did an awesome job on bale hauling! 14 bales in the back! And we probably could have done a few more but that was all I had the cash for! haha. Blue only had to haul 5 home! She was happy at that.

It’s nice, now that the grass is growing, I don’t need as much hay. Only got 4 bales of hay, and the rest straw. The pony and sheep are mostly eating grass now and will do so through the spring, summer and fall! It’s the nice thing about Shetland sheep and ponies… they thrive on just grass. They are a hardy little breed and do fine with just good grazing. I got a few bales just so that they could have a flake or two to chew on during rainy yucky days and a little for breakfast while they wait for us to let them out. I predict it will last for a couple weeks like that. Even Cody turned his nose to it after a bite or two. He would MUCH rather be out grazing on the lovey green fresh stuff! Don’t say that I blame him!

I’m hoping to get another big straw bale bed in place and filled up. We’ve got a date with four barns that need some serious cleaning out after a winter of deep bedding. Boy, did it work nicely… those buildings were warm and toasty with all that bedding composting down. And I checked, the layers underneath are nice and ready for gardens! It was nice not having to muck out the barns since Fall, but now.. haha… now we pay for the lovely warmth! Oh well! We’ll start with one and keep working until they are all clean and ready for new fresh straw. I’m just going to think about all that lovely stuff working on my garden beds this year!!!

Well, just wanted to say thanks for helping bring a couple loads of hay and straw to the homestead! It make fast and easy work with Lil’ Red!!! Maybe someday we’ll have our own little pickup, but for now, we’re just happy that our fribors have one! I know they are too! Can’t wait for garage sale season! Julia and I will have that lil’ truck piled high like the Clampetts if we hit a few good sales!!! A truck is a very wonderful thing on a homestead!!!

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