Zippy - a pig in a million.
Zippy's original thread is here:
http://www.theguineapigforum.co.uk/showthread.php?t=20587&highlight=layby
He was the first rescue piggy that I went to collect when I first started helping Vikki, and to this day is the one that still haunts me because of the circumstances and the state the piggies were in. I sobbed my heart out all the way home after I had collected them, and there was the most wonderful rainbow in the sky so I called them Zippy and George (from Rainbow!). I didn't think they were going to survive, they were so skinny and in such an awful state. They were the first piggies I had needed to syringe feed too, they were so hungry and thirsty that they'd really bite the syringe for more.
Zippy blossomed from this sorry state into the most handsome piggy with a wonderful range of expressions. He was my resident kitchen pig, and when he fell out with George he had a succession of friends, either baby sitting orphan baby boars, being a companion to an elderly or sick pig, or just being Zippy.
Zippy was the only one of my piggies that could be 'trusted' to free range in the house - he would take himself off exploring, and all you could hear was the pitter patter of his little piggy feet on the wooden floors. When he'd had enough he would take himself back to the kitchen and wait to be put back in his cage.
Here he is with George:
A typical Zippy expression:
This one makes me laugh:
Handsome boy:
I am heartbroken. I have lost 4 piggies over the past week or so, with no rhyme or reason to it, but Zippy was top pig and I'm absolutely gutted to have lost him. It seems to have been an awful time for lots of people lately
I'm priveleged to have had Zippy here; he made me smile and I loved him more than anything.
Run free at the bridge, Zipster, look out for She Ra, Moomin and Pepperpot... you finally get to have girls, eh!
Sophie
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Zippy's original thread is here:
http://www.theguineapigforum.co.uk/showthread.php?t=20587&highlight=layby
He was the first rescue piggy that I went to collect when I first started helping Vikki, and to this day is the one that still haunts me because of the circumstances and the state the piggies were in. I sobbed my heart out all the way home after I had collected them, and there was the most wonderful rainbow in the sky so I called them Zippy and George (from Rainbow!). I didn't think they were going to survive, they were so skinny and in such an awful state. They were the first piggies I had needed to syringe feed too, they were so hungry and thirsty that they'd really bite the syringe for more.
Zippy blossomed from this sorry state into the most handsome piggy with a wonderful range of expressions. He was my resident kitchen pig, and when he fell out with George he had a succession of friends, either baby sitting orphan baby boars, being a companion to an elderly or sick pig, or just being Zippy.
Zippy was the only one of my piggies that could be 'trusted' to free range in the house - he would take himself off exploring, and all you could hear was the pitter patter of his little piggy feet on the wooden floors. When he'd had enough he would take himself back to the kitchen and wait to be put back in his cage.
Here he is with George:
A typical Zippy expression:
This one makes me laugh:
Handsome boy:
I am heartbroken. I have lost 4 piggies over the past week or so, with no rhyme or reason to it, but Zippy was top pig and I'm absolutely gutted to have lost him. It seems to have been an awful time for lots of people lately
I'm priveleged to have had Zippy here; he made me smile and I loved him more than anything.
Run free at the bridge, Zipster, look out for She Ra, Moomin and Pepperpot... you finally get to have girls, eh!
Sophie
x
