Moving Pigs 101

Nelly and Pjörk were almost through the gate but she would not cross the old borderline, even though we had removed this fence altogether. When we started to move forward, she bolted straight through our legs, each of us trying to catch her, like in some sort of vaudeville show. After many more attempts at coaxing, Ad and Fred eventually cornered her, and carrying her squealing to the other side. She took 10 minutes to recover herself, then started to graze with the others.