Thank you V much for your replies.
I use an 8 x 8 pig arc with farrowing bars so the wee ones can get away from mum, (do you know I have just realised haven't even refered to her by her name, aren't I an old misery??) Bramley, as and when they need too. I have put a infra red lamp in just to keep the little ones comfy at night. They surely are outdoor pigs and will remain so. No more teeth clipping or unnatural happenings save one that will follow in one of paragraphs.
Can I ask a few more questions please?? In the book where it said about clipping teeth (anyone know The Complete Book Of Raising Livestock & Poultry by Katie Thear & Dr. Alistair Fraser???) it says I should be giving an intromuscular injection of iron as Bramleys milk is lacking in this resource, is this fact or fiction?? If fact is there another way of introducing iron into there regime??
What should I be doing for mum in the way of supplements, vitimins and aftercare?? As I managed to buy a small 'moulin' or mill I can make my own farine so can add or subtract ingredients to suit. A couple of the locals have advised giving lots of 'orge' (barley) flour as this is rich in what she needs, again fact or fiction??
Now another point, and this makes me cross the old dancing sticks, castration (no not me thankyou!!!!) in said book it states this should be done 'within one week of birth' is this the case and is there a quick and simple way?? I am not phased by doing such tasks and blood is not an issue (a couple of years working for a coroner in the UK prepares one for many unexpected sights when dealing with the recently departed) so can cope with doing the deed. Any pointers gratefully received.
Is there anything else I need to be doing or is it a case of mother nature taking care and telling me to 'panic not Andrew'??
Thanks for asking about Bubbles, she is taking an interest in what is happening and has her nose in the air wondering what all the fuss is about. One of our sheep, called Friendly cause she is just that, decided to wander by and then went through the electric fence to investigate the strange big pink thing that was promenading around the mud bath, not a good move for Friendly as Bubbles , being an expectant mum, was having a craving and was busy eating coal and lemon curd sandwiches or whatever it was she was devouring. Picture one pig of 320kgs and one sheep of 110kgs having a face off, first they walk around opposite each other clockwise, then the same anti clockwise then up and down and then CHARGE!!!!!!!!!!!!! just like a medeival jousting contest but Friendly the sheep decided that the safest place was no where near an amount of prime porker hurtling along at a rate of knots so shot out of the electric fencing taking it with her as she went closely folowed by Bubbles who we managed to stop with a single stray strand of white ribbon that was the remains of the fence. Thankfully I was watching the debarcle unfold as I was administering to the new piggies and got to the fence before it got torn down.
Supposedly the life here in France is easy?? I reserve judgement!!!!