We had a wonderful time, but since this was the first time we left the farm for any length of time, we dreaded what we would come home to. Our niece took on the huge job of farm and dog sitting for us and she managed to keep everyone fed, alive, and mostly contained. She had been giving us updates daily and we knew we were coming home to down fences and that the big tom turkey had been harassing her and tried to make her his girlfriend.
What we found when we got home was even worse then we feared. We had three age groups of piglets mixed together, no electric fences working, huge holes in the woven wire fences and the pigs had destroyed the electric bird netting. It took Nick two days to get the fences mended and hot and the pigs in the right pastures. Now I know why farmers never go on vacation!