THE PIGS ESCAPED

Finished sorting out the uni situation, she will have to try in Feb, but we are not sure if there will places then, UCAS system is a nightmare,be ok if you could apply whenever to whomever....OH that's the way it is,no point moaning....At present we are talking and collecting Laura from college, which is around a 2 hour round trip twice a day...can't wait until she can drive again. Amidst the ever changing madness, 10 mins before the school pickup Pete fed the Kune Kunes and realised there were 2 missing....they never miss their tea so we knew there was something up. Pete ran to get me, I thought "who was going to cover Steven...Laura cant drive and we have to get the pigs in....So dad to the rescue..thanks!...Meanwhile back at the ranch! Pete and I found Pixie and Woody in the woods,Luckily it wasn't another woods escapade with the rescue services involved....But they couldn't master the steps that would get them safely back in. I paced up and down the fence and at 74 steps I found a place we could cut and shove them back under....I know only I would count paces...but its really handy, saves duplicating stuff, you can then send someone to the exact area....Pete cut the fence and I ran the pigs up and we got them back in, we had to strengthen the area then, I think it could probably do with a bit more wood,but we are away tomorrow...later today with Steven, so will have to wait until we get back. Just hope they don't get out for hop along (Laura). Steven gets back, Dad checks if we need help, but all under control for a min. Steven goes up stairs only to find about a thousand feathers all over his room. The cats had sadly caught a bird, they don't usually do that, only voles and rodents, not a happy bunny.

WHAT A PREDICAMENT!

The electric was turned off for 6 hours and we were not told...we had pigs under heat lamps and trying to keep them warm and with the mum was a nightmare....The longest 6 hours in a while.....Meanwhile I think there is some one up there playing tricks...it seems like the more you cope and deal with...the more life throws at you. Pete and I were booked in at Woodhall Spa to watch a 2 day golf event for Steven at the weekend on Friday night through to Sunday late evening, and laura was going to cover the farm...simple you say.....then we open a letter from Kingston uni only to find she has an interview on Friday an I need to be London. ....Still not panicking too much...check out the train times...Laura could catch the 7pm one back whilst I caught another to Newark where Pete would get me...sorted.....Then we had an email the interview would take 3 hours, so this blew my train plan out the window as there are no matching later trains....Laura doesnt want to be in London on her own for 2 hours....so before I book the tickets we run it past Petes brother Colin....He kindly offers to meet us at Norbiton to stay with Laura so I can get my train and he will wait with her until hers arrives....See back to sorted again...Then I go to book the train tickets for the third unsuccessful time when the phone rings and Laura is in A & E...so I run down to Treliske and see what she has done. After a long wait and story she hadn't broke her foot it was a bad tendon strain.....so unsorted again...So now I have to try to get hold of the uni to see what they want to do and get hold of Colin to tell him....With all of this going on I also had to get cover for Bruce ...as he would need feeding hourly and the other animals.....but sadly Bruce passed away..so this situation changed too. I also had to drive back to get Auntie loo to come with me to drive Laura's car back from college as she couldn't drive....SO now I dont know what on earth is going on, I will have to wait and see what the uni says and replan tomorrow... What a day!!!!!OH I almost forgot I was on the radio this morning too...I must be famous, had a half hour interview!!!...Oh and I pulled a tree up right with the truck and re staked it with Geoff....Just thought you need to know that!

R.I.P BRUCE XXXXX

Dearest little Bruce feel asleep this morning after a roller coaster ride with life. We fed him every hour and gave him all the love that it take to survive but it wasn't meant to be. I had him with me all the time, in the lounge/computer everywhere actually, just cuddling him between feeds keeping him warm. But the little guy didn't make it .....XXXXX sleep wellXXXXX

NIGHT FEEDING!

Night feeds went quite well, Bruce didnt take as much as I would have liked but its a start and we will have to see what happens, I will give it my best shot and time will tell if it is meant to be. He does have a clef which I spotted, so this could be the problem, only a small one, but it is there.
He was then snugged up with his blanket. Sweet dreams Bruce!

UP TO NO GOOD?

The dogs have a bed each but these two felt the need to fight over one of them, and when I asked them what they were up to, butter wouldn't melt, they looked at me like I was talking nonsense...what?...me?...No...we are just sitting here nicely!!!! THINK NOT

THERES A LITTLE HOPE!

At 2pm we moved Bruce to a cat bed and blanket with his own teddy, and hospital Bruce was born! I managed to get a little more milk in him and by 5pm we really thought we had a chance. He was a lot better than the morning, which meant it was hourly night feed to try to save him....

NEARLY LOST HIM

Went down to check on Bruce this morning and he was so weak, I watched to see if he was breathing at all, I couldn't see anything I thought he was gone, lips and feet blue but he was under a heat lamp. We raced him back to the house to try to resuscitate him. There was no reflex at all no eye lid movement, no mouth or gag reflex, nothing. He was in a bad way. I wrapped him up and put him in the plate warmer in the Rayburn to try to help him, I put droplets of milk into his tiny body to try to stimulate him. Nothing was working, after an hour he was still taking very small shallow breaths. I moved him to the top of the rayburn, and warmed him more and over the next few hours put in droplet by droplet of milk replacement. At around 1.30pm he moved his eyelid, and gave me hope........Dear Bruce almighty XX

KEITH AND MYRNAS CAT

Just to confirm we are not the only ones who have crazy pets, Keith and Myrna who kindly stay with us regularly sent us a picture of there puss, I think hes in love with his scratching pole. He would fit in just fine here...What a shot!

SOOO SMALL

I took this picture of Bruce wondering around the kitchen ..only born Tuesday and he doesn't even reach the height of the plinth around the kitchen...and then he came for a kiss...hence close up shot...He's a bit of a poser....Tom Cruise of the Kune Kune world maybe...loves the camera, Hope he is still here in the morning.... I was just thinking we made up a 300ml feed for a pig the size of a small pasty!...Only in Cornwall could that comparison spring to mind...sorry....and no we don't eat our Kune Kunes, in case you were getting worried there!!!(not even in a pasty!!!)

BOTTLE DIDNT WORK

Needless to say Bruce didn't like the bottle, so I tried with a spoon and then with a plate, none was really that successful, so opted for a lock in or lock on should I say, with Dixie, to try to get something in him....He was wondering around the kitchen and I could have quite easily kept him up here, but it is best for him to try to get as much goodness as possible from his mum in order to survive, we will just try and help that situation....Lets hope...fingers crossed. GO BRUCE GO BRUCE!!!...Not sure we will be rehoming that one...don't tell Pete though eh?!!!