I really wasn’t expecting to be writing this tribute any time soon, but very sadly Hazel has made a sudden exit to the Rainbow Bridge.
Hazel came to me as a young baby from Reta at Coseley to join Holly and Ralph. Ralph had rejected every other lady except Holly, but was won over completely by this little bouncy chatterbox.
Hazel loved her daddy husboar Ralph and was often seen grooming him.
They grew into a very strong family group
When sadly Ralph and then Holly passed within a short time of each other, Hazel moved in with Boris, Evie and Iris. She won them all over and again they were a close family group but her closest friend was Iris
They were always up at the bars, asking for attention and treats. Hazel was the nominated wheeker. When we lost Evie and then Boris the 2 girls became even closer - they weren’t fans of sharing a house, but were usually in the same pile of hay, chewing on the same carrot cottage or clambering up the bars together.
Hazel seemed to be in good health, but after we came back from holiday she lost a bit of weight and she was passing blood in her urine. She was found to have an accumulation of blood clots in her urethra that needed urgent removal. She tolerated the procedure with her usual stoicism and made an immediate recovery, legging it away from me when it was time for her meds. Unfortunately the blood returned in her urine again and over several weeks and multiple scans and X-rays she went from having a clear bladder to having an accumulation of stones. She was booked in for surgery yesterday but unfortunately I got a call to say that she had deteriorated and was not fit for surgery. After a lengthy discussion we decided it wasn’t in her best interests to proceed with further treatment. I made an immediate return to the vets to say goodbye and she was put to sleep to save her any further pain.
Hazel was our least handleable piggy. If you managed to catch her she screamed blue murder and head butted you. She despised having her nails trimmed or being weighed and made both of these extremely stressful for us all. But she was a bundle of joy and happiness. Always popcorning, climbing, and chattering non stop. It’s really quiet in the piggy room without her.
Sleep tight our Chief Wheeker. Popcorn away to your heart’s content at the Rainbow Bridge. I’m so sorry we couldn’t save you xx
Hazel came to me as a young baby from Reta at Coseley to join Holly and Ralph. Ralph had rejected every other lady except Holly, but was won over completely by this little bouncy chatterbox.
Hazel loved her daddy husboar Ralph and was often seen grooming him.
They grew into a very strong family group
When sadly Ralph and then Holly passed within a short time of each other, Hazel moved in with Boris, Evie and Iris. She won them all over and again they were a close family group but her closest friend was Iris
They were always up at the bars, asking for attention and treats. Hazel was the nominated wheeker. When we lost Evie and then Boris the 2 girls became even closer - they weren’t fans of sharing a house, but were usually in the same pile of hay, chewing on the same carrot cottage or clambering up the bars together.
Hazel seemed to be in good health, but after we came back from holiday she lost a bit of weight and she was passing blood in her urine. She was found to have an accumulation of blood clots in her urethra that needed urgent removal. She tolerated the procedure with her usual stoicism and made an immediate recovery, legging it away from me when it was time for her meds. Unfortunately the blood returned in her urine again and over several weeks and multiple scans and X-rays she went from having a clear bladder to having an accumulation of stones. She was booked in for surgery yesterday but unfortunately I got a call to say that she had deteriorated and was not fit for surgery. After a lengthy discussion we decided it wasn’t in her best interests to proceed with further treatment. I made an immediate return to the vets to say goodbye and she was put to sleep to save her any further pain.
Hazel was our least handleable piggy. If you managed to catch her she screamed blue murder and head butted you. She despised having her nails trimmed or being weighed and made both of these extremely stressful for us all. But she was a bundle of joy and happiness. Always popcorning, climbing, and chattering non stop. It’s really quiet in the piggy room without her.
Sleep tight our Chief Wheeker. Popcorn away to your heart’s content at the Rainbow Bridge. I’m so sorry we couldn’t save you xx
but what an amazing life she had
x
What a lovely tribute to Hazel. Big hugs to you. 
