There is nothing worse than terrorizing your best friends, your animal companions who trust you implicitly, who rely on you totally, and who love you unconditionally. Whether it is putting a dog through a scary medical procedure, or corralling an alpaca for a much-needed surgery, or moving a dozen piggies to a new home......it is upsetting for them, upsetting for us.
Today is moving day for the piggies, as they transfer to the sanctuary for whom I have been fostering them these past almost-two years. The pigsters have never known any other home; Scotch and Soda knew only a horrible, filthy, tiny crate before coming here. And today, I am doing the unthinkable – uprooting them from everything familiar and sending them away.
I have known all week that today was the day. I have felt sad, but not upset – I have always known this day would come, I have always known that the hardest part of fostering is the saying goodbye.
But it was not until this morning, as dawn broke and I stepped out of the house into the crisp morning air, that I wept. It was almost unbearable to realize that I would no longer hear their cacophony of morning squeaks and squeals and grunts and oofs, that I would no longer have their upturned snouties pushing at my legs, their sharp little trotters climbing on my thighs, to know that this chapter is over. And it was even more unbearable to know that ending this chapter is not without pain for the piggies who, no matter how calm I am or how carefully I plan it, no matter how efficient the transport driver, no matter how many treats I offer, were going to be terrified.
Ellen is arriving at 8:30, and Karen arrives with the horse trailer at 9:30. Janice is waiting at the other end for their arrival. There are 30 minutes of highway travel between here and there. Thirty long minutes for twelve terrified piggies.
And so I ask you, my readers, to think of them today – of all of us – and to hold us in your prayers as we undertake this challenge. May the Great Spirit watch over us, may the driver’s hand be steady, may the piggies know that they are loved and valued and that they are not being “sent away” but instead are being welcomed to the next chapter of their lives.
I love you, little pigs.