Flutterby
Anniversary Herd
What can you say about Digby? What can't you say? I finally feel able to post his tribute after posting a couple of days ago that he had passed. Things have been so weird that's the best way to describe it. I've cried so much, laughed at his silly pictures, sat by his tree and spoke to him. Missed his goofy face every time I've gone into the piggy room as it was always first to greet me. I miss listening to him chatting to his ladies whilst I sat on the sofa (I always knew which noise was Digby). I miss sneaking him an extra treat at supper time (naughty I know), I miss all the random head chin scratches as i went about my jobs in the piggy room, I miss watching him snoozing in the most random places and most of all I miss my beautiful big boy cuddles were he'd join us on the sofa and watch TV with myself, Duncan and the dogs.
Digby came to me 3 years ago, already neutered, a rehome from a lady after her girls no did not accept a neutered boar. From the moment I first held him I knew that he was a love able dope.
Not long before I got Digby I had lost my 'heart-pig' Gwen. She was my absolute baby, i'd never had a true heart pig before. Heart pigs are those special pigs, our little soul-mates in pig form. All pigs are special and loved, but everyone will find that one, or maybe more in their course of having animals in their family, that are extra special. Gwen was mine. From the start she was sickly and sadly we only had her for around 12 months before we lost her. I was devastated, I never thought after that I'd find another piggy, especially so soon, who would be so special. Truth be told after losing Gwen I thought I'd end up distancing myself from pigs, but I know that now to be grief.
I was lucky, not long after, to give Digby a home. It became quickly clear that he was worming his way into that sacred spot and before I knew it Digby had restored my belief in 'heart-pigs' and had become the centre of my world.
Digby was the type of pig that didn't come along often, the type of pig you could do absolutely anything with. You name it, we did it. He was such a happy chap, couldn't care less about what was going on around him. He just loved the food and the cuddles. He went o many rescue even over his time with me and became a first favourite at the shows and online, especially with the way he loved to pose for the camera!
Such an uncomplicated man who would do anything for you, loved everyone and every lady he ever had! This pig didn't have a bad word to say about anyone or anything! His favourite food was Banana (I take it back, he did say bad things because he couldn't understand why he couldn't have banana every night!).
The only thing Digby really didn't like was having his butt stroke. Most pigs don't, but he really didn't. I let that slide though, we all have our touchy points, right?
So this is to you big man. Look after everyone else up there who we've lost. You will never be forgotten and will live in through my other piggies and everything piggy related that I do. You will be missed more than you would ever understand and there will be many more tears to come. I'll speak to you at your tree and keep you up to date on how your ladies and your wider herd are doing. Sleep tight, run free over rainbow bridge.
Digby came to me 3 years ago, already neutered, a rehome from a lady after her girls no did not accept a neutered boar. From the moment I first held him I knew that he was a love able dope.
Not long before I got Digby I had lost my 'heart-pig' Gwen. She was my absolute baby, i'd never had a true heart pig before. Heart pigs are those special pigs, our little soul-mates in pig form. All pigs are special and loved, but everyone will find that one, or maybe more in their course of having animals in their family, that are extra special. Gwen was mine. From the start she was sickly and sadly we only had her for around 12 months before we lost her. I was devastated, I never thought after that I'd find another piggy, especially so soon, who would be so special. Truth be told after losing Gwen I thought I'd end up distancing myself from pigs, but I know that now to be grief.
I was lucky, not long after, to give Digby a home. It became quickly clear that he was worming his way into that sacred spot and before I knew it Digby had restored my belief in 'heart-pigs' and had become the centre of my world.
Digby was the type of pig that didn't come along often, the type of pig you could do absolutely anything with. You name it, we did it. He was such a happy chap, couldn't care less about what was going on around him. He just loved the food and the cuddles. He went o many rescue even over his time with me and became a first favourite at the shows and online, especially with the way he loved to pose for the camera!
Such an uncomplicated man who would do anything for you, loved everyone and every lady he ever had! This pig didn't have a bad word to say about anyone or anything! His favourite food was Banana (I take it back, he did say bad things because he couldn't understand why he couldn't have banana every night!).
The only thing Digby really didn't like was having his butt stroke. Most pigs don't, but he really didn't. I let that slide though, we all have our touchy points, right?
So this is to you big man. Look after everyone else up there who we've lost. You will never be forgotten and will live in through my other piggies and everything piggy related that I do. You will be missed more than you would ever understand and there will be many more tears to come. I'll speak to you at your tree and keep you up to date on how your ladies and your wider herd are doing. Sleep tight, run free over rainbow bridge.
Know what these heart pets can do to you! He had the most amazing life with you and definitely knew it xx
