Category: Living the life
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Help Comes
And it is Good. The day before yesterday I roared through the day getting ready for the new woofer plus working with the rescue piglets every few hours. The five are still alive but one is very low and there are two who still are unable to get up to their feet. If they fall down they lie where…
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A little JOY
Molly took her piglets into their weed garden yesterday. They played and played for ages. Running at top speed playing dodg’ums jumping over the top of each other, smashing into each other, ambushing each other, honking and grunting with delight until Mum called them in for dinner and I closed the gate for the…
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Then a step sideways
I had to put the two badly hurt piglets to sleep. I had hoped they would recover but they were getting less and less able to move about, their legs were useless and their crying had become piteous. It was only going to get worse for them. So I had to call it. Putting them to Sleep…
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Two Steps Back
The Rescue Piglets are still not thriving. In fact it has become more and more evident that at least two of them are carrying hidden injuries as a result of the attack by their mother. Both have back problems to go with the bites. So I don’t believe that these two will get through. The rest are…
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Pig Mama
Every two hours I make like a Pig Mama and wake up my charges (The rescue piglets) and escort them to the Darlek for a quick drink. They never drink for long. They are still very weak – too weak really – but we are pushing on, at least they are and I am pushing…
The Kitchen's Garden 