It all began on Jan 7,2011 when my beloved wallabies died suddenly without a known cause. The loss created an empty feeling I have known before. I felt I had failed them somehow. There names were George who literally fit in the palm of my hand when I got him, and Dundee. God was preparing for me something I did not know was coming.
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My husband, Kevin, calls me on Sunday morning and asks."do you still have the bottles and nipples from the wallabies?" I cautiously reply and ask why. He says I got something for you. We found four baby pigs abandonned in the marsh yesterday and I figured you would like that.
Little did I realize how much he knew I hurt from my loss of George and Dundee. He knew I was a good animal mom surrogate who just lost confidence.
I was so excited that I could hardly breathe. I immediately jumped on the Internet and looked up how to hand raise feral pigs. Texted Kevin all the instructions for them
Tocome home safe with them... No wind and keep them as warm as possible...
I ran to Walmart to pick up puppy formula and rice cereal. And they arrived at 3:00 pm!
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