In my young days, pig farms were really a mess and the smell was (I hope) beyond your imagination. There would be the occasional “Bad Mother” sheep (Ewe ignores own lambs. With a little trickery, they can be transferred to a more generous mom who also has new lambs — it’s a smell thing that involves wool and urine). But Sows are in a whole ‘nother category. Perhaps because they “breed like pigs,” they have much more dramatic variations in response to young. The bad ones walk on the piglets and flop on them and smother them. The worst ones eat them. So I was pleased to learn today that there are now special pens where problematic Sows are placed so that the piglets can nurse without the Sows being able to interact with them at all.