We are down to one, thankfully healthy, pig. Wilbur is our lone survivor. Charlotte died within a 12 hour period of getting sick on Wednesday night. We didn't have much warning at all. For the record, placing an IV in a piglet isn't easy.
Wilbur is doing very well and now weighs 2 lbs 9 ounces. He drinks 2-3 ounces at every feed. We voted and decided to drop the night feeding at 2 am. There was only one vote against and that was Wilbur's. He was able to go to the Animal Clinic with me on Sunday and everyone loved him. He got far more attention than your average pig.
Wilbur is a Hampshire and has very distinct markings which help add to his cuteness. We are somewhat disappointed that Wilbur's only means of communication consists of screams and grunts. He is absolutely satisfied and happy, or he is not. There is no middle ground. So we try to keep him happy and he tries to let us know when we fail. He can move amazingly fast when he wants to run. Amazing that God made them so effective at escape from predators at such a young age.