This is the hardest post I’ll ever have to write for this site. So I’ll keep it short.

Jamespig died last night. He was snuggled in his fresh bedding, sleeping on his side as he so often liked to do.

He was always so cute when he flopped on his side and popcorned all around when I changed his bedding.

I snuggled with him for a couple hours last night and he was so affectionate and snuggly. Nothing seemed wrong, he was his normal cute self. I fed him his dinner, and petted him some more then I went to bed…

I miss you sweet pig.