Ham came to us from an animal rescue. Some people like to think that they rescue animals but a few save the animal from the imminent danger and then forget about them, as was the case with Hammy. He was saved then stuffed into a cage so small he couldn’t walk, rarely fed or watered and left like this for 2 years. A kind neighbour took pity on the pig and started to feed and water him but also looked for a better home. I don’t know how they found me but they asked me if I would give the pig a home. I didn’t want to but when faced with the poor things predicament, I felt I had no choice.
When Hammy arrived I was scared of him. He was so big for a pot belly pig and looks absolutely vicious. He was atrophic and had to be pushed off the truck. It didn’t take me long to realize that this pig was scared of everyone. It was six months before he was moving freely and another 6 months before he would trust me enough to let me pet him. Today he is still shy but he has a life where his bowl is always full, unlimited water, and a house with dry straw that he shares with 2 goats and a large yard where he has made a mud hole. He is frequently seen playing with the goat Pepper.
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