My baby passed sometime last night, I am starting to think he had a hard death, his eyes were open and his mouth was open and he was laying on his side, much like he turned to stone or something. My parents woke me up to tell me that he 'passed in his sleep', they found out after giving morning veggies, they checked on Caramel and he wasn't with us anymore. I am worried about Marshmellow. He keeps on looking around for his 'brother'.. I think he thinks I took him out to play because even though he is deathly afraid of me he keeps on looking at me through the bars for some reassurence but if I get too close he runs away. We are going to get another pig. We don't want Marshy to be alone. We are defiantly quarentining this time around. Baby Marshy seems so scared.. I hate this whole ideal and I don't see why this happend even though I believe that 'Everything happens for a reason'.. I don't know anymore.
