We were told the pig would do better with a "buddy" of some sort, and that another pig was best. This being a sheep ranch we were short on lil pigs so we went with the next best thing....a lil lamb.
The pig was named P. Chop and his first friend was named "Ed." Ed was born with neurological problems that left him with a stiff neck that he carried very low. Ed and P Chop were friends for a few weeks, but eating that good pig food made Ed to heavy for his damaged body. We had to slaughter Ed.
About this time we were selling our lambs, and there was one lamb that was just to ratty to put on the truck. No matter how nice a lamb crop you have there are always a few lambs who you just hate to admit came from your ranch. This lil ewe lambs mother died so it was not all her fault, but she was a sorry lil lamb.
We named her "curly" because she had patches of wool missing and all around a sorry looking fleece. Curly and P.Chop became fast friends. They slept together, ate together and romped around their pen snorting and baaaing.
We don't feed any of our sheep grain. I was worried that Curly would bloat the wait she kept pace at the feeder with P. Curly did not bloat and both animals grew well throughout the winter.
Each year we give a cut and wrapped lamb to my parents and to my brother and sister in law. My dad is old school and likes the older yearlings, we do too. What he really likes is a grained lamb, but i never have the time to do that so he is more than happy with the yearling. We also don't like the taste of a grained lamb.