I remember the days of going to the state fair and getting penned near the Lamanchas. Fielding the thousand questions from horrified city people wondering what happened to them. I began to get creative, told people that goat ears were a delicacy in Canada. Our Nubians were almost ready to harvest, but the Lamanchas had already been harvested. Darned Canadians.
I butchered a hog on Friday, got everything finished up today. Cheated and skinned it, still have cured hams from last year, no need for scald and scrape. We did mostly sausage, a few roasts the chops and bacon. We rendered out some lard and gave some of the cracklings to the chickens. They love them, along with the hounds, of course.