She's gone 
Oreo Double Stuffed has crossed the Bridge.
She didn't look round and think "Oh, time I went" , she had to be escorted and shown the way by aid of a vets appointment.
She's been unwell, had antibiotics and powders, herbal meds and lots of TLC.
She looked like she was rally-ing . Then I was away (looking after the humans, my DParents) and DD was in charge.
She told me on Wednesday that GP5 was bleeding from her nose and going 'floppy' so I phoned to book That appointment.
I honestly thought she'd go last night or today but she hung on. She was breathing heavily, tucked up and starey coated. Snot round her nostrils.
And not eating now.
Bert accompanied her while she slipped across The Bridge so the last memory she had was her cagemate , DD and I , and the vet , all talking soothing to her.
Better a Day Too Early Than a Day Too Late, I'd have let her stay if I knew 100% that she'd go, but I hand on hand couldn't let her linger.
Little feisty sow who came to live with us via Rescue. Her and GP4 were part of a huge rescue swoop of over 240 piggies. GP4 and GP5 were weaned from their piglets the day before we got them to match with our large Rex boar GP3 . He was neutered and settled with the pair. Then when he died , they got GP6.
My favourite memory of her was the first Summer when , having realised that the bars of the run were not there to be run into, she ran round and round with sheer delight.
She was like a tiny Unicorn with her pointed little crest , chocolate paws,nose and ears, ruby eyes and ivory fur.
She was not a Childs' Pet . She was a bitey little tyke but we loved her gutsy-ness and after her rough start, she deserved a home where she'd be spoiled.
So, we made that painful decision 
And now she'll be wreaking havoc over the Bridge.
Look out all you RB piggies, she's arrived.