Today at 10AM SweetPea passed on to better grasslands.
Last August I was looking at the website of our local SPCA when I spotted a beautiful white pig named Rosie. I talked with my husband and told him that she looked so sad, she needed to become a Schimpf pig.
When she came to us she had really bad mites.
But you could see in her eyes that she was a fighter.
Over the months she healed well from the mites and became a special Schimpf pig.
Yesterday we noticed that she was having troubles peeing. Bladder stones again, but I knew this would be the last time as she had never had this much problem before.
This morning I went down and her was breathing shallow. She was still trying very hard to poo and pee. I wrapped her in a towel and brought her into my bed. There I told her it was ok, that it was time to let go and that on the other side there would be no pain. She looked up at me and I am very sure the look she gave me said ok. 5 mins later she did let go and passed away in my arms.
She was always the first to wheek for veggies in the morning. The First to comfort me when I was having a bad day. She was my little SweetPea.
Good Buy sweet girl, I will miss you.