I honestly don’t know if Lurch, the little rescue pig who has difficulty walking ,is getting any better. Every hour or so I get her up and stand her and walk her about so she exercises her muscles but she still falls almost immediately until she warms up then falls every few steps. After a while she can walk a little way without falling and loves to stand in a puddle for a while. I imagine she is looking sturdier then realise that much of this is wishful thinking.
She has a wee enclosure right next to Molly’s piglets and somehow manages to get herself right up against the pig panel so she can sleep next to them. They pat her nose with their noses as they rush past. She is happy there feeling part of the play I am sure, often I find one sleeping right next to her – touching through the wire panel.
This is her favourite for day time sleeps so I leave her out there as long as I can in the night until the mosquitoes get to me. But after dark the mossies are ferocious. All my life they have seldom bitten me – it is a family joke – but this variety has not read that particular memo. So at night Lurch sleeps in his big blanket on the rug by my bed with Boo. Due to her proximity and quiet of the night last night without storms I have detected a wheeze in her breathing.
I have been wondering why I have chosen to put so much energy into the life of this little piglet. I just refuse to give up on her. She is so feisty and determined to rise when she falls, pulling her little head up hard but her body will not follow. She is nineteen days old now, drinks milk and water really well, and has ocassionally started catching herself before she falls and lowering her rear onto the ground when she needs to rest but she cannot get up off the ground unless I help her
She cannot survive without me and yes – here she is – beside the bed, lying contented in her rug, sleeping.
I will make an appointment for her at the vet not because I think they can cure her but because I want to know why she is like this. Why four of the surviving litter were like this – initially I thought it was injury – now I wonder if Tahiti incubated a large number of deformed piglets then proceeded to kill them. And if her piglets did not grow properly in the uterus then why. I worried about her during their gestation. Do you remember? These are the questions I want answered in case there was something I got wrong during her pregnancy. Some kind of defciency. I know many sows get shots during their pregnancies, maybe this condition is one of the things they inoculate against.
Yet, none of the pig breeders I have spoken to have ever seen this. Most of them cage their sows at farrowing time so are able to save the babies very quickly when the sows begin to savage and then they put the babies in with another recently farrowed sow and they grow just fine – they do not see crippled or badly formed piglets like this.
I am not sure Lurch will live long enough to see the vet. I work and work with her during the day but her body needs to move properly of its own volition for all the intersecting functions of the body to work. But I have not given up – we will continue with the piggy physio. I am trying to be realistic but it is not working this time.
And the other survivors are an odd bunch, one is really tiny, one is huge and grey and hairless and ferocious, and one is a normal sized piglet but with a closed eye and no hair. They are noisy and fight all day. I have put a long drainage pipe in there so the little one can hide from her sisters. It is small enough for her to dart down and the big one cannot fit. I had to take their house out of their pen because the big ones kept trapping the little one down there and chewing on her. They have bitten her tail right off. But they are all thriving and soon I will open their gate and let them run about the barn too. They will do better when blended with Molly’s bunch. Molly’s mob have good manners so they can teach the new ones. And we will watch the tiny one – see how she goes. If she gets harrassed I will hook her out and sell her on straight away.
Tahiti is in with Molly bossing her around as usual but at least Molly has company and another pig to sleep with. Tahiti will continue to grow and will be sold at the Sale Yards when Difficult goes across. This will coincide with Molly going in with Manu.
We all must remember that a short good life is as important and worthy as a long good life. All animals here get considered, and gentle care whether they are forever pets like Sheila or destined to be sold or for the table or just visiting. Living or dying. They get the same gentle good treatment. I think this little soul is destined for the short version of life – I am fairly sure. And I am learning from having her close by. But for today we have more puddles for her to play in so it is time for her and the dogs to get up and get on with the milking.
I am alone in my work again today as Nick is still on Days Off – lots to do.
Much love
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55 responses to “Lurch – the rescue piglet”
Yes, everyone has said much of what I’ve been thinking also. Just one thing though, is it possible the two rescues who are nasty might be in pain and that could be what’s causing them to be so nasty? I have wondered about poor Lurch as well, but then he seems fine as long as someone is tending him. But now the wheezing; it’s all very confusing. Well, best of luck with the vet visit. It sure would be good to get some light on this situation. Hope you have a good day. ~ Mame 🙂
No they are not in pain – just bored – I have extended their pen to the corridor today and they are wearing themselves out running up and down checking other pigs through the gates – much better. I could not do this until I was sure they were healthy
I hope you at least get an answer
Yes, i agree. To battle on in ignorance in this day and age is un-evolved, and the Vet is the first stop in my quest c
how lucky lurch to have you, and i have fingers crossed for both of you.
I agree with you C. that getting some answers will definitely help you to prevent this from ever happening again. As in all successes and failures, the learning process never ends, nor should it. Some things in nature just can’t be explained but if they can, we should all make that effort, just as you are doing. And as always, you are giving this little creature a fighting chance and a gentle life whether it will be a short one or not, just as you do with all the animals in your care.
You are an inspiration to all of us…
Whatever happens, Lurch is so lucky to have you and you have done the very best you can.
Just catching up so comment on yesterday’s post:
You can see now why so many people migrated west can’t you? This summer would have driven many farmers to move to different lands and areas. Or to go to the city and give up. The migrations of the timber cutters into East Texas where the tall pines were is a fascinating story. Along with reading about how the Germans settled into the middle of Texas because it reminded them of home but with mild winters.
Today – Poor Lurch….. She is having a good life even if it is a short life. I fell all animals should feel tenderness no matter their purpose just as we all should feel love and respect. Oh – respect – what a lack we have in this world today. Kiss Nanny Boo when you have a moment. He looks very happy playing piggy nanny.
Lurch and the rest of Tahiti’s piglets just prove your point: every life has value, and their most important value seems to be to teach you something new, awful as this lesson is. I hope the vet has solid answers for you.
I am so glad to hear you express your philosophy of care! YES – it’s not about how long a life is; it’s about the quality of that life. I don’t have the least guilt about eating our steers, because their lives are as contented as we can make them, and their deaths are free of pain or fear.
It doesn’t sound as if Lurch will make it, but yes I am also so curious to see what might have gone wrong, maybe Tahiti did know what she was doing after all, and they all have some deficiency that is rare and unexpected. All of Boo’s loving care – and yours – might not be enough for the wee thing. It is another learning experience, no matter how hard you work.
Hopefully, Lurch will make it but if not she was loved & thank you for that & Boo, of course!
Would that everyone had as level headed an attitude about animals as you do. Far too many see them as merely tools to be used or as little humans in fur coats. I strive to remember that they are animals and don’t always understand when our good intentions go too far. There is always something to be learned even if the lesson is painful. If things don’t go well for Lurch or one of the others they have had a good, comfortable time with you.
As was already pointed out, that orange-red sky with black shapes looming above, and then–below–the forms of trees near those dead-wood telephone poles, both groups either reaching toward the light or sinking away from it: lots of meaning there, especially in connection with your words.
A memorable segment. A lesson, similar to that later unnecessary-to-explain one: “I am learning from having her close by.”
I believe with Lurch, and others before her, you haven’t given up because she hasn’t. In the Corporate, Consumer, Cash prevalent world were often more exposed to, it’s inspiring to witness Compassion 🌻
another C word! c
Perchance Tahiti instinctively did know when you talk of the darling oddbods left . . . I hope that the vet will see Lurch before she may cross the river in spite of unparalleled care: just for you to pragmatically know whether there was s a genetic reason for such an unexpected and sad mishap . . . such frustration that you have had to go thru’ . . . I do hope you can put it down to a learning experience having put so much of ‘self’ into trying to save someone live and wanting . . .
Sweet oblivion after a good life, long or short, isn’t so bad…you have certainly given it your best try!