Our Guinea hog boar Magick, apparently intent on living up to his name, has learned to teleport. One minute he's scavenging around the yard with his mate Cerridwen, cleaning up fallen pears and acorns that have dropped from the trees. When I go out to get the mail an hour later, he has somehow reappeared in the front pasture WITH THE OTHER BOAR AND THAT BOAR'S MATE.
With any other pig, or at any other time, that might be a recipe for disaster. But the other sow, Circe, is clearly already pregnant, so we don't have to worry about an unplanned pregnancy by the wrong boar. And the two boars apparently had no interest in fighting with each other. In fact, it seems that Magick didn't stop by to visit with either loving or fighting in mind. He stopped by to use their bath!
When I discovered him, he was happily lounging in their wallow, with the other two pigs relaxing nearby. No conflict, no hard feelings. Just some contented pigs hanging out with their visitor.
I said, "Magick! What are you doing in there?" and opened the gate. He got up out of the bath, lumbered out through the gate, and I shut it behind him. Simple as that.
Then I proceeded to walk the fenceline, looking for the place where he broke in. The whole fence is very sturdy 2" x 4" woven mesh on thick wooden posts, so I knew it would be obvious where he had somehow shoved his way under. Only it wasn't.
I walked the entire fenceline of that pasture, and there was NOWHERE he could have gotten in. No gate unlatched, no fencing shoved up or burrowed under. No loose wire. No gaps.
So I can only conclude that one of two things happened:
1. Magick has learned to teleport, and decided to use his new-found superpower to indulge in a good mud bath.
2. Or, for some unknown reason he went into our hay building (currently empty of hay), walked in the dark all the way to the other side of the building, and took a sudden whim to climb up on the window sill and fling himself out the open window onto the ground below, all for the sake of getting into a pasture that has less feed than the one he was already in.
Frankly, the image of this stout, lazy, slow-moving, mellow boar defenestrating himself for no apparent reason kind of makes the teleportation theory seem a little less farfetched.
Anyway, he's back where he belongs now (or was, last time I looked!), and no harm was done. But I'm still perplexed by the "how" and "why" of it all.
Magick: Pig of Mystery! :-)