The other day I came home from a doctor’s appointment to find the worst thing.
My friend, one of my best friends, had passed on. Piggly was the more friendly of the pair (I also have Wiggly, named after the grocery store). She was a big girl and aptly named. I loved being greeted by her every day. I honestly miss her so much and keep looking for her.
Wiggly seems pretty lonely, so I’m worried about her. She’s let me give her extra cuddles, so that has helped greatly.
Quite frankly, I’m tired of people telling me that I can get another one (or even asking that question). It seems really soon. I’m hoping Wiggly will do all right by herself, because I know it can be tricky to bond pigs.
If anyone’s reading this, light a candle for my friend.