- You can quote me
2. When you have had lots, and cared for them all well, and loved them all, you still can't keep track. That's okay. My husband and I got our first in 2001. There are now 17 resting in the back yard. My husband knows where all their graves and markers are. I don't. I started to feel badly about that, then thought, "well, it's better to have given 17 a good life, and take good care of the 4 we have now, than to remember where they all are."
My $0.02 only.
Her attitude is fairly good. She occasionally suffers from her past back injury, but has always felt better in a day or so.
She is going to be the partial ending of keeping these wonderful cheeky pets. Lil Bit continues to be her hairstylist and snack tester. I have a heavy heart.
Soon Lil Bits will be an only pig I'm afraid.
A month later i called the girl and asked her to send me jumper's pics
i was shocked to see that he was half of the size of his brother zoro which i was taking care of. He looked ill
i went nuts and i told her i want him back
She sent him back in a box. Though i gave her a huge cage.
He was filthy, scare, and didn't like to be touched. When i fed him he was eating like he hasn't eaten for a week.
Now jumper is recovering at home with his family, he is still thinner than the others and less social but few weeks ago he started jumping again!
We have no pigs here anymore. I miss her and them everytime a plastic bag gets crinkled and there is no resulting wheeking. It is the end of an era here.