Wilbur

A member of the family has left us. He grew old and infirmed and had to be euthanized. He was buried right in the pen where he had lived for the last five years. Eventually, the fence will come down, and the spot will be indistinguishable from the nearby grave of our dog with the yellow eyes.

Wilbur started living with one of us in the high desert. He later came here during a move, because we have acreage. He was not a source of entertainment, and only ate and slept a lot. Small and cute when young, Wilbur, the pot-bellied pig looked like any other at the end. Hopefully, he's now in piggy heaven.