While I heard everything she did at Maveric Ranch, it got buried a little bit under everyone’s stories, stories I get only one chance a year to really hear with this group. I admit, I failed to hear it all. By the end of the meeting where I met Arie, I began to understand a bit more and definitely got more curious, as her husband passed through town with a trailer load of hogs – unique, in all ways colorful, RARE to EXTINCT and honestly almost ambitious hogs. They ate, they snorted, you could tell that despite a long, hard ride in a trailer across many hard miles, they were delighted. So much so, this rainbow of hogs
not only attracted, but swam in the affection of our group and anonymous passers-by enthralled with their presence, their energy, their capacity for consumption.
Headed to Maveric Ranch
I left that day, warm, sincerely affected.
And now, I’m sharing this story at a great time of need for Maveric Ranch. In November, they lost many animals a a significant barn to a terrible fire. What does that mean? It means one of the most talented, one of the most compassionate, one of the most dedicated breeders and preservers of heritage swine experienced a devastating loss. They need our help.
Please c0nsider donating to help them rebuild and to remind them of the unspoken voices in our midst who care immensely about their commitment to biodiversity, their special penchant for hogs (every piece of a pig is useable!), and their vast capacity to keep going against the odds.
You can make a difference for Maveric, for all of us, by making a contribution.
