More rain. More mud. More scooping of the poop. And sadly our little piglet is not doing so well.
His diarrhea is back and worse and I am force feeding him – all in the matter of twelve hours. He will not drink and though he still plays a little he soon takes himself back to his warm bed.
He is back on his medicine but he never refused his food before.
This was little piglet yesterday evening. Good as gold and showing off.
I will keep feeding him hourly. Just little bits of fluid and some cereal in between but the diarrhea is the worst kind – transparent – so I am preparing myself.
He is very cuddly now. Where he never was before. He is sleeping very peacefully in the crook of my arm as I write.
How I wish I had better news.
I was very careful to wash and wear gloves in between farm work and piglet but maybe I brought something back in. Well, he walks on the same floors as the dogs so he certainly was not in a sanitary environment.
I will keep trucking on but there you are. My blog promise to you has always been truth. Even if the truth stinks.
Celi
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28 responses to “THE MUCK”
Oh no. No. I’m sick at heart as you and all of us are. But as everyone above has said you went far far above everything possible to do for him. He has the best friend ever—and if it turns out to be for only a short time —please know he is still the luckiest of all of us to have known unconditional love care warmth in this “vale of tears “
The family of the Farmhold have said it all. I’m numb and thankful they can express my same feelings so eloquently! I will say prayers for our little friend, for you, and for all of the rest of us. It hurts, knowing he might not make it; but on the other hand……….you just never know
Love the hen instructing her ‘ballerinas’ in rehearsal for the ‘Oinker Suite’!
Such a perfect caption for that photo!
And this is why you did not introduce him to the other piglets and farm animals even when it seemed like to us the interaction would be good. The danger of sickness was still lurking.
Keeping everything crossed for a return to better health for piglet but regardless, he has been loved and cared for and you have done so very much for him.
Poor little guy. It’s not over yet. We pray and send lots of hogs and snout kisses his and your way. XOXO – Bacon
It’s fortunate that you are able to find words to share news even if it stinks dammit, and delightful Farmy pics -love the chook & pigs moment- as a backdrop to piglet’s story because you know we know that everything that can be done is. Take care.
As far as contaminants, I am sure that what he was exposed to before you got him was far worse than anything on your farmy. And you have given him love, play, food and warmth…a real life and a happy one, however long it may or may not be. Feel good about that, regardless of the outcome. I, too, will have fingers crossed that he pulls through!
Lousy news. Poor little baby just didn’t have a decent start. I don’t think it’s anything in your house, tracked in or otherwise, Piglet just didn’t have what he really needed the first 24 hours of his life. I’m sure the fear his mother felt didn’t help, it changes the body’s biochemistry in subtle ways and even though he got some mother’s milk, the fear chemicals were there. I hope he rallies. I’m sure it helps holding him so he doesn’t feel alone, there’s great comfort in that for all babies. I would try some anti-diarrheal medication. Keeping everyone at the Farmy in my prayers.
I’m so sorry. All that rain, muck and drip and a piglet hanging on by shoestring. I’ll keep sending good thoughts for all of you. I know how hard it is as you’ve put so much energy into saving him. At least he had a few fun days. Who knows, he may still bounce back. Sending giant squishy hugs. It’s all I can do.
Oh Celi I’m sorry to hear this … my fingers and toes are crossed!
Celi, your little piglet will be ok. Just give more rest and food. He’ll feel better. I have faith in you both. Your friend, Eva