On December 12 I went to the Riverside shelter to check on three pigs that were there. One male had been there a few days and two girls were just brought in.
I met the rescue coordinator and she took me to the back to see the boy. He was being held in the back because he had "some hair loss and an old healing wound". Well he had more then some hair loss and the wound was from severe mites. He was a chipper little guy despite his awful appearance. I got to hold him twice and took a few pictures.
I called my rescue supervisor to give her the info but I already knew we couldn't pull him. We are so over capacity all of the fosters are double and tripled up, plus adding a sick pig would require an experienced foster with quarantine space. She said we had a few pending adoptions coming up that weekend and we should be able to pull him and the girls on Monday. I talked to the rescue coordinator about what treatment he needed and she spoke to her supervisor who said if I would give them a list of what meds he needed they would treat him until we could pull him. I checked back Friday (the next day) and she said she didn't see anything in his chart but that didn't mean he wasn't being treated yet. Sometimes they are slow to update. I told her if they couldn't get the ivermectin to let me know and I'd bring mine in Saturday.
Sunday we had 2 adoptions, 2 pairs of bonded boys went to their forever home so I was given the go ahead to pull the three first thing Monday morning. I shuffled Skyler and Lenny to the other foster who's piggies were adopted. Kenneth and Kramer went to the BEST forever home I could have asked for. Now I had room for the mite boy we named Rolo.
Today I went to the shelter to pull the three. I emailed the rescue coordinator to tell her I was coming in. I was so excited to get Rolo out of there! I had my quarantine cage set up, and my Vetercin and coconut oil ready. I had to pull the girls as a private adoption since the shelter releases them to the public first then rescues the day after. I finished my paperwork then went to see the rescue coordinator to pull the boy. She told me she had some bad news. The boy "took a turn for the worse over the weekend and had to be out down". I was shocked so I just said okay and walked back to the lobby to get the girls. My mind was racing thinking they must not have treated him, he wasn't that bad that the ivermectin wouldn't have saved him. I asked for a supervisor and waited for 20 minutes. Finally a woman came out and said she was so sorry, they mistakenly put him down. She said he was being treated with the ivermectin and was doing okay. They knew I was coming to get him this week, hopefully Monday but apparently the Saturday staff was not told. They "decided to make some room and clear some cages" and they euthanized him. I started crying. She apologized several times and said this would be investigated to the very top to find out how it happened.
Here is Rolo on December 12, 2 days before they euthanized him.
image by
ibepatience, on Flickr
image by
ibepatience, on Flickr
image by
ibepatience, on Flickr