This is Fruitycake. I want to thank you for loving me and cheering me on the last few days. I didn’t expect to be feeling as bad as I did. But when you tussle with someone who is at least three times your size, well, you may encounter some problems.
Me and Girl Person were walking back from the beach and we had had a very productive day of throwing the ball, hikey hiking and good food.
We were starting to figure out how to build some houses for bats. And even though we were having our share of daily problems here, it was ok. Until it wasn’t.
When we came back up the path to our house, I saw a cinghiale on the path. All I could think about was what Brickle had told me. Protect Girl Person.
Not just from the Depression Monster. But from any monster. And I wasn’t thinking about anything else when I told it in no uncertain terms to scram. But I guess my Italian didn’t translate so well.
And instead, the pig picked me up with its tusks and threw me away like a sack of peas. Which I don’t like.
All Girl Person heard was squealing from the pig and me.
And as she ran to me, she checked me over. But she didn’t see the deep wounds of the tusks right away. She did see the blood, however. And it was panic time for everyone. Because it was dark. Because we didn’t know what to do or where to go. So the persons called that nice vet angel person who helped Brickle. He told the persons he wasn’t in town and that no one was open around anywhere. So we looked at what medicines we had from Brickle and we had just what the vet said we needed. And that if I started breathing weird, I had to go to somewhere two hours away. But the persons were able to fix me up for the night and we somehow all made it thru the night together. It was a long one.
The morning came, and Boy Person made a phone call and tried to speak his best Italian. They said come right away. So the persons got a taxi and we went there. We were there all day long. I had to be given medicine to put me to sleep so that they could sew me up.
And then, it was a very slow recovery time and ride back home. But I did it. And you better believe I was still looking for those pigs.
We have to go back to the vet person Friday and I have medicine and things to help me with my pain. But I’m going to be ok. I have to wear a shirt so I don’t tear my stitches. And I have to take it very easy. Nice and easy.
I appreciate your love, and I know what you are thinking. This can’t happen again. It could have been worse. And I’m very fortunate. The thing is, I would do it again. I would do what Brickle told me to do. We all would give our lives for the ones we love if we truly love them. And I truly do.
But now, the persons say that we need bells for hiking. A protective vest for me. And we aren’t sure what else yet. But rest assured, we know what happened was not the fault of the pigs. We are all on this earth trying to live. Including them.
The earth and nature functions in harmony. Persons have messed up the flow. So now, protecting me is key. Life is dangerous in some way for each and every one of us. Some are more obvious. All we can do is our best and hope to be fortunate enough to learn from mistakes. I was this day.
Brickle is proud.
–Fruitycake
This is Girl Person. Life can change in an instant. The things you’re worried about? May not be so important. I know how stressed I’ve been. And yet, in one instant, my world changed this week. Fruitycake was trying to protect me. And I have no doubt he would have given his life for me. Brickle taught him well, didn’t he? Fruity is stable and got helped with stitches and a small surgery. He is now on pain meds, medicine for swelling, and antibiotics. We take him back for more treatment and to be checked this Friday. We promise to keep you updated. We know how much you love us. You know what? We love you so much. I can’t explain.
(Again, we don’t expect any help with his care, but for those asking, anything raised for Fruitycake will go direct to his care at https://tinyurl.com/Fruitycakeblog
