Six years ago I fostered a pig. 😂😂😂🥰🥰🥰
This is her dreaming in my lap. Gah, she was a mess.
I wish I could have kept her but when I took her to the vet they told me that she was a 4-week-old farm pig, meaning that she was going to grow BIG. I did not expect that; I assumed she was someone's lost pet, because why else would there be a pig in my area? Unfortunately, there was no way I could provide for a pig that would be her size, so I sent her (with the help of quite a few rescue friends) to a sanctuary. I still think about her often. In the short time I had her, I got her almost completely house-trained. She was hilarious. Touch her any kind of way she didn't like and she squealed like she was being murdered. What a drama queen. 🤣 I still hope to visit her at the sanctuary one day. ❤️❤️❤️
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