It will take a miracle now.. and I found a post on my blog from almost a year ago when Tory started to have trouble. My hope that meds are going to help old age or quite possible a pig full of cancer are getting dim. I couldn’t bare to turn him over yesterday..his cries are pathetic when I reposition his head for feeding. Cries from a pig who is hurting or week grumbling from a pig like all pigs who hate to be handled like this.
Last night he just about came unglued when I brought him spaghetti.. but once the food is gone is succumbs to his weakness. I helped my best dog friend down at 16 years old when she too could no longer get up.. I took her to McDonalds and she loved her ice cream and hamburger but then laid down in the truck with that glazed look in her eyes.. then we went to the vets.. I didn’t put her threw all of this perhaps this answers my self in what I am to do to day…crying…
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Janice, I am so sorry. Words fail me, but know that my thoughts are with you.
Every day feels like enternity and i have spent all morning sobbing while feeding everyone.
Maybe if i was going to work every day it wouldn't be so hard, or maybe not...
I look at the calender of how many days he is been on the meds and maybe i am getting ahead of myself. See how i fight everything i go from fight Tory too i don't think i can fix this. One more day..should I wait one more day...
(((((((hugs))))))))))))
Ah, very sad. I hope you're o.k.
Death follows life, and you give your pigs such rich lives. That is what matters.
Janice, my heart hurts for you and your Tory. My thoughts are with you both today.
I'm so very sorry...))hugs((
Thanks for be the caring friends you are.. you all know what this feels like...
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