This evening Sam came to take away the second sow. Her three piglets were lounging nearby when he arrived. I watched the ensuing drama unfold - all it needed was a narration by Marlin Perkins (if you don’t get the reference, never mind - it’s for us old folks).
Sam is definitely a “pig whisperer” as none of the four pigs seemed particularly concerned by his presence. He brought out buckets of fruit and proceeded to feed all four of them for a few minutes. He then got his gun and calmly shot the sow while her piglets were nearby.
Well. I’d always heard that pigs were smart, but if these three babies are smart, they are also sociopaths. While mama went through her death throes, the babies fought over bananas, completely unconcerned by the fact mama was dying a few feet away. Swine!
Sam hauled off the carcass to his pick-up truck, then proceeded to sit calmly, feeding the babies tasty fruits. His goal was to trap them in the cage, but they eventually tired of all the goodies he was feeding them, and wandered off without getting trapped.
Sam and I then chatted for a while, and he gave me some tips for how I might be able to trap the three piglets (though I warned him that my pig trapping skills are far inferior to his). His feeling was that they are old enough to survive just fine without mom, although they’ll have to up their game a little bit.
If I can catch the piglets, his plan is to take them to a farm where they can have an enjoyable life until they are big enough to be eaten. We talked about animal cruelty issues - his comment was, “if you want to see cruelty, look at how commercial pork is raised. These pigs have a much better deal.”
We also talked about what breed of pig these were. He says they are a cross between the original pigs brought by the ancient Hawaiians, and more recently escaped domestic varieties. According to him there is also a new breed, “Russians,” that has gone wild and is breeding with other pigs (no Russian in the pigs we were dealing with). He says the Russians are more aggressive.
I asked him about the taste of the feral pigs, and he said they are pretty good, but leaner than the stuff you buy in the store.
I also asked him how long the pigs had been a problem, and his answer was interesting: “they aren’t a problem, they just have to be controlled.” I can see how he’d feel that way, if he can supplement his income and food supply by being one of the controllers.
All in all, it was interesting and reassuring to hear Sam’s comments. It seems the piglets will be okay, one way or another.