Saturday, May 3, 2014

F.O.R.D.

January the 30th.

Hamilton.

Temp sitting at around 32c.

11.30am.

Mambo had just gone into foster care.

I walked down to the letterbox to check the mail. Pausing to look over at the traffic island plantings my eye was caught by a movement on the road. There in the middle of the baking tarmac, dragging itself along was a tiny little hoglet. I rushed inside to grab a paper towel and ran back outside to scoop the baby up.

This little baby weighed 109gms and he had a big feed as soon as I got some tucker sorted out for him. Chris named him Ford - Found. On. Road. Dehydrated. I contacted Narelle, she found a lovely fosterer for him over in Tauranga and the next day we met half way to do a Hog Handover.

He was the sweetest wee thing and initially did quite well, but there must have been something wrong as he couldn't consistently gain/hold weight and he finally passed away about two weeks after I rescued him. 

 RIP Ford - May you forever have a full tummy over the rainbow bridge.







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