tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5381247066317131334.post6964496872424335308..comments2023-02-25T08:06:19.436-08:00Comments on Scribbles from a Scribe: The maelstrom otherwise known as swine judgingStanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14659512741725688858noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5381247066317131334.post-79227915442601660092009-08-06T06:13:34.643-07:002009-08-06T06:13:34.643-07:00I think the only hog I named was Redbud, the gentl...I think the only hog I named was Redbud, the gentle duroc I could lead around with a leash. They wouldn't let me use a leash for fitting and showing, though, and I still remember the look of shock on Redbud's face when I brought out the cane. She was so hurt and surprised she got mad and seemed to throw a tantrum throughout the fitting and showing at the fair. No wonder I got a red ribbon!Stanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14659512741725688858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5381247066317131334.post-22978363727420529172009-08-05T18:43:25.215-07:002009-08-05T18:43:25.215-07:00I still remember some of my pigs...I liked alliter...I still remember some of my pigs...I liked alliterative names like Eunice and Eudora! I was sad to see them go to the Butcher Block, but happy to get the money! Only one time did I have a mean one, and that stupid hog couldn't meet his maker fast enough for me!Beverly Biehlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04788026065215577446noreply@blogger.com