06/10/2026
What’s happening in the hill,
Last night, after a long day of worrying about Mindy, hauling hay, medicating animals, and making my final rounds before bed, I found one of our Christmas babies had quietly slipped away.
Jingle was gone.
The hardest part is that there was no warning. Yesterday morning he ate breakfast, wandered around his pen, and spent the day being exactly who he had always been. By nightfall, he had laid down in his favorite nap spot and peacefully passed away in his sleep.
For those newer to our page, Jingle was one of Piggly’s babies. A litter born just before Christmas that stole our hearts from day one. Over the years we lost members of that family, and now only Holly remains.
What makes rescue so beautiful is also what makes it so heartbreaking. We never get forever. We get extra time. Extra meals. Extra sunny days. Extra naps in the straw. Extra years that many of these animals never would have had otherwise.
Jingle was loved every single day of his life.
He was known.
He was safe.
He was fed.
He was home.
Today we have the difficult task of laying him to rest. Because of his size, we need to bring in equipment to dig a grave, and that comes with a cost we weren’t expecting.
If anyone would like to help us cover the expense of bringing in the machine and giving Jingle the peaceful resting place he deserves, we would be incredibly grateful.
As always, thank you for loving these animals alongside us. Thank you for helping us celebrate their lives and carry the heartbreak when we have to say goodbye.
Please keep Holly in your thoughts. Pigs grieve deeply, and she has lost not only her brother, but the last remaining member of the family she has known her entire life, this is the most heartbreaking part for us.
Run free, sweet Jingle. Go find Piggly and silver and Jo Jo and Noel. 🌈🐷💔
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