Morde nearly died before he was born when his mother got sick just before her due date. Then, 10 days later, the day after my birthday, when he and his siblings were born, he was nearly lost again. I gave little Morde (and his siblings) his first breath. He was very precious to me. When he became ill, I did everything in my power to save him. For a while, he looked like he was going to be ok but then after a couple weeks of treatment, he quickly went down hill one night and died before morning. It tore me apart. He was a very special little piggy and I was devestated when I lost him. I’ll never forget him. He was a very special birthday gift and I was so blessed to share his life with him, no matter how short it was.