Looks like you have a fine group of hogs, but I am glad they are not mine. Helping my dad with his is more than enough for me--would rather stick a screwdriver in my eye than have to mess with a bunch of hogs!!! But there is no finer meal than some porkchops, pork roast, bbq, or fresh sausage (and eggs) that you grew yourself--I had rather have that than rib eye steak! When I have a chance to eat any of daddy's porkchops, I can't help feeling smug--knowing it's the same thing the cityfolks are paying 5-6 dollars a pound for!!