I'd only given them a tiny floret of broccoli broken into little pieces (so no one pig could have it all) with their usual lettuce and pepper dinner, but it is entirely possible that Alan managed to guzzle most of it and he may well be particularly prone to wind. No more broccoli ever. They've never had cabbage or anything else gas-giving and most certainly won't be now.
I also had to take his little ramp out of his cage now that he knows how to get to the second level with out it. At night as I am going to bed to get my attention he will stand under it and hop under it like mad slamming it up and down. I love how much personality he has!
Stephen showed no outward sign of penis distension or discomfort. There was literally nothing to see. Yet as soon as I began extruding his penis for a general check, I found one rather long, very hard string of boar glue right up in there and also a smaller, thinner one. The look of relief on his furry little face when I gently removed it spoke volumes. This was an infection waiting to happen. Hopefully I found it in time, there doesn't seem to be any irritation.
It's 2cm long when uncurled (Oh the gross things this board has led me to do!).
Ah the "joys" of boar ownership. Still, I'll take those things over ovarian cysts any day (knock on wood we haven't had that problem yet but I worry about it all the time with the girls).
- Supporter in '16