I haven't visited the forum in forever, so most of you probably won't know me, but I felt Ivan deserved a post here.
I came home today and Ivan wasn't wheeking for me as he usually did, so I figured he was having an afternoon nap and he sometimes does. So later I checked on him and he was laying in his little house splayed out on his side, his eyes completely blank, staring into space. The girls in the cage beside him were quiet, completely different from their normal vocal selves.
I don't know how or why he died, but I wish I could've been there in his last moments. He was the friendliest of all the pigs, always wanting to cuddle, always wheeking the loudest.
I love you, Ivan. <3 Rest in peace.
I came home today and Ivan wasn't wheeking for me as he usually did, so I figured he was having an afternoon nap and he sometimes does. So later I checked on him and he was laying in his little house splayed out on his side, his eyes completely blank, staring into space. The girls in the cage beside him were quiet, completely different from their normal vocal selves.
I don't know how or why he died, but I wish I could've been there in his last moments. He was the friendliest of all the pigs, always wanting to cuddle, always wheeking the loudest.
I love you, Ivan. <3 Rest in peace.