Noelle is growing up now but is still cute and stripey. She now goes off on expeditions to the forest with her gang of hunting dog friends who still look after her. It’s very odd to come across them all when we are out on a walk...she roots around for acorns while they sniff around for...err wild pigs. However our dog is not at all fooled by the pig that thinks it’s a dog...when Noelle and chums come onto our land he sets off in hot pursuit and chases the imposter pig over the stone wall and back into the neighbours field, snapping at its cute little tail. Last time I went over to see little Noelle I asked our neighbour what she will do when Noelle is fully grown and weights 40kg! She said that wild boar females remain very tame and can live more than 20 years..the males though get wild when they grow up and are dangerous with their tusks. All I can say is that she had better stay out of our vegetable patch and flower beds or I’ll be checking out my recipe books....
we must hear more of the exploits of this remarkable piglet!
Thank you Badger, makes my day!
(This reminds me that, thanks to the Asterix books of my college days, Sanglier is one of relatively few French words I know. One result of this is that back in the '70s we had a little catfish in our aquarium whose job it was to eat all the crud, and because of his burrowing ways we called him Yves Sanglier, after Yves St. Laurent.
I'd forgotten all about this till I went to the Yves St. Laurent exhibition at the De Young the other week--and let me earnestly recommend that you check it out if it comes to your town. Really brought back the memories.)
Well isn't that the cutest looking thing iv'e ever seen. I like the stripes on the fur.
Thanks for the picture, cosmicbadger, perfect way to start the day.
About a month ago some mean hunters near our village here in France shot a mama wild boar who had with her at least 4 little babies . One of our neighbours managed to rescue one of the piglets and we spent ages trying to find the others but without success :-(
Anyway the little baby boar was name Noelle and another neighbour offered to raise her. The funny thing is that he is himself a dedicated hunter, but he does not hold with killing animals with young. So he and his wife spent nights bottle feeding this tiny fierce, frightened stripy piglet, while their gang of 9 hunting dogs and adopted strays looked on.
Now a few weeks later little Noelle the wild pig thinks she's a dog. She sleeps in big pile with them, shares their food and water and runs around with them. One of the dogs in particular has adopted little Noelle and looks out for her..and he is a specially bred pig hunting dog! It’s crazy and amazing. I will try to post a picture.
all dogs deserve guardian angels like that!!
a girlfriend who whips out the credit card to save your dog=priceless!
Sounds like a good family you've got there.
i have a dog named tiger ....i got him from a shelter when he was 8 monrths old he is now 12 years old....i take him wherever i go we have gone crosscountry 4 times together he even flew back once while i took the train.... he has gone to plenty of shows with me... when my son was born he came in jumped on the bed and licked him on his head (we had a home birth)...i couldn't imagine life with out him when my wife first moved in together he got jellous and ate a small pile of my clothes the vet said he neede surgery...i didn't have the money with out even a second thought my wife (then girlfriend) wipped out her credit card...later on she said she knew i would be a good father cause i treat tiger so good.