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.
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.

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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