You couldn't try to take the bulb from its nest, or it would get really mad at you and go crazy. Then after two years it gave up. Also, we once had a sow that had a gimpy piglet. My Mom took it inside and gave it physical therapy, untill it could walk again. Unfortunately, it was a barrow, and when it got big enough, we ate it.
Life is tough on the farm.
Those were my glory years, here's a list I sent to colleges 'n stuff of what I did back then. My first lesson in sleepwalking, after pre-frosh weekend. I worked so hard in high school, not on school or anything but at extracerrics. Yearbook, tennis, apple bowl and lifesmarts. I loved it when they were all happening at once.