When I met John Unger I knew him as the carpenter who was coming to my house to install my new wood storm doors. The day he came out to the house I was chit-chatting with him on the front porch as he was working. We were talking about how George (hubby) studies birds and how I love animals when he mentioned that he raises show pigs. I was immediately intrigued and started plaguing him with questions. Not only was he not annoyed with all the interest, but you could see he was crazy passionate about the subject. By the time John finished installing my front doors I had wrangled an invitation out to his farm to visit the pigs.
So the first week of March George and I made our way out to southern Indiana to visit John's farm. The light was fading by the time we got there and when we got to his house his son told us to head down to the barn. It had been rainy lately so we sloshed our way down the hill towards a low barn. As we approached you could hear something that sounded like a mini stampede that would abruptly start and stop. I knocked on the door and John let us in to a warm, cozy room containing one gigantic mama pig and about 40 piglets ranging in size and color in various pens.
At first the piglets were scared of us and would nervously run around. It is amazing how much noise a scared pack of pink and black piglets can make. But they soon calmed down and a few started to warm up to us. The pig above kept trying to chew on my jacket when I was turned the other way.
Also, anyone who has advice about shooting in dark conditions I am happy to hear it!