It used to be that as the sun rose each morning, we would hear hungry grunts and squeals coming from the pig house as Ginger and MaryAnn would squeal their reminder for us to not miss their breakfast delivery. This week, with MaryAnn gone, the pig house is silent. Ginger still waits in front of the door to their house, as before, but now she does so silently.
It's just a little too quiet around here... and I think that Ginger notices it more than anyone. She still maintains her normal routine... with a morning nap following breakfast. Often times, she naps along the fence closest to Maven Haven.
I also notice that, where she used to mostly ignore us, she now tries to get our attention
and that of the horses and donkeys - when she is out in the pasture. Faith is usually in the general vicinity,
but Ginger seems a little bit lonely to me.
Again, I might just be anthropomorphizing. But, I worry.
My animals' mental health has always been as important to me as their physical health. Whatever she is feeling at the present moment will surely pass as she gets used to her new normal. Faith adjusted with time when Hope passed, so I am sure that Ginger will adjust as well.
Again, though, I worry.
Ollie and Red have tried to help by visiting in the pig/sheep yard (translated: the grass is greener there!)
These cheeky, little horses think themselves quite clever sneaking under the fence.
However, as soon as they catch the look of their "mother" (who's unimpressed), they take off at a gallop back out into the pasture where they are supposed to be.
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Take Care,
kay
That wagon garden will be rather spectacular ... looking forward to seeing how you create it!
Everything and everyone will sort things out! Enjoy your day the very best way you can!
I am sure poor Ginger does miss MaryAnn and maybe doesn’t quite understand what has happened. Maybe she does…. She will find her way as we all do with the loss of a loved companion.
I had a cat once whose dad was hit by a car. Skipper was lost and his mourning was tremendous. One day we welcomed a new kitty into our family and Skipper was almost giddy. The difference was night and day.
Life and death is a path we all walk. It is a path we all learn from and help each other through. I know you, Hope, Hubby and the others will help Ginger adjust. ❤️