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We lost our old girl Pippa last Tuesday morning. She was pts after discovering a large mammary tumour. Since we lost her friend a month before I had been trying to find new friends for Pippa but we are not blessed with rescues around here, and I was having no luck at all without facing a long drive, so I asked a friend who keeps a lot of pigs if she knew of anyone reasonably local to me who could help Pippa. I was put in touch with a lovely lady about 30 miles away, and I'd already arranged to go on Tuesday p.m. to see her & the pigs.
There I was, having lost my lovely old girl, going to get new pigs who she'd never meet. It's so strange how things work out isn't it?
At least the Piggy Palace wasn't empty for too long. My OH gave the whole place a good scrub out while I was out, ready for the new occupants.
Please meet Toyah Twinkletoes, and Debbie Hairy (named for their hairstyles
). They are still a little skittish but we have already started to get excited squeakings at teatime, they are settling in really well and eating like piggies should.

There I was, having lost my lovely old girl, going to get new pigs who she'd never meet. It's so strange how things work out isn't it?
At least the Piggy Palace wasn't empty for too long. My OH gave the whole place a good scrub out while I was out, ready for the new occupants.
Please meet Toyah Twinkletoes, and Debbie Hairy (named for their hairstyles

