Ok... at my wits end here. Have a sow that will NOT under any circumstances travel the loading ramp. To say it is giving me the utter sh*its would be an understatement.
Local abbattoir only accepts privates on Sunday. Have spent the last 3 Sundays coaxing, pushing, boxing, butting, screaming, swearing and generally getting nuttier and nuttier.
Tried getting a mobile butcher out, but they are all booked up 3 months ahead. Been straining the brain, trying to work out how on earth I am going to get this extremely friendly, extremely intelligent and extremely infuriating porker onto our plates.
Am thinking drugs....
Now I am soooooo ante chemicals, it isn't funny. So that should communicate my desperation!
Whatcha reckon Stoney? Dope the bugger and load her on stretcher and let her wake up in the processing stalls or what?
