Little Stevie was released from this life and moved on to joy, beauty and no pain. He had been going down hill for some time. But on Monday March 7, 2022, something had changed. I noticed him chomping his jaw while eating as if something was lodged there. Then on Thursday I had a talk with him telling him that I was giving him permission to move on, and that if he went to sleep and did not wake up, that would be a blessing. In other words I had come to terms with letting him go.
Because I have an amazing relationship with my vet, she was able make a house call the following morning, even though it was her day off. What a kind and generous woman she is. We discussed the best approach and absolutely everything wet smoothly.
Little Stevie stayed in his heated sleeping box where I joined him. He stayed in place while I stroked him and talked quietly into his ear. The vet succeeded in getting both the calming and final injections administered cleanly and expertly.
Little Stevie was my “HEART PIG” due to the way he came into this world. His dam, Little Debbie, was having big trouble getting her piglets born. Off to the vet I went for an emergency c-section. Little Stevie was the only survivor. It was simply too late. With Little Stevie and his momma in the kennel waiting to check out of the hospital, the vet hurriedly shouted, “Wait. I want to check Little Debbie one more time.” Upon examining Little Debbie she shouted “Epipen, STAT”. But, alas, Little Debbie had expired.
I helped LS latch on to a teat so he could nurse, thus receiving the necessary colostrum to improve his chances to thrive This is absolutely one of the saddest things I’ve ever witnessed,
Little Stevie would have been 15 years old on April 14, 2022. So thrive he did. Not to mention the joy he brought me and many others. Rest in peace, dear sweet Stevie.