My baby girl, my little diamond in the rough. Yoshe was the most beautiful little girl. With a personality to match her striking colours, Yoshe stood out from the rest. For the longest time I believed we could work past her problems as a Satin, but as time went by and she failed to grow I knew we would be facing difficulty together in the future.
Yoshe died at 12 months old. I had not picked up her inability to eat until the it was too late, and the Vets were closed for two days. She had been able to take the food from me, but little did I know, she hid it in the corner where the other pigs in her cage must have devoured it. Yoshe died in her cage due to starvation, and even though I saw her in pain there was nothing I could do. My baby girl deserved so much better, so I am certain now to watch each pig eat every day before I leave for school.
