Meet the Campers!
Penny - FigWig
Penny- AKA – FigWig came to us as a three month old baby with sores on her tiny little body. She was bought from a breeder and was quickly abandoned once the reality of owning a pig became too much for the purchaser. Baby piglets are extremely vocal and needy, and Penny was no different. She has grown to be a true mini pig weighing in at 220 pounds. Some of Penny's favorite things include apples, cuddles, laying in the dirt, and her pig bed under the kitchen counter, where she can hang out with her momma while making soap.
This adorable baby girl was abandoned when she was just seven months old at the Halifax Humane Society with no crate, no blankie, no toys, no food-just a half-eaten bag of Goldfish Crackers. Sophie was covered with mange and had bugs and mites completely infested in her skin. She cried every single day for three weeks straight. I ended up sleeping on the floor with her for those three weeks until she began to feel better. A true mini pig, Sophie has grown to 220 pounds. Sophie loves to sleep in bed and cuddle. Some of her favorite things include pulling the blanket off her dad while he is sleeping in the recliner, pushing chairs over, bugging her big sister Penny, digging holes and laying in the sunlight.
Marley AKA Mr. Peabody! - Marley came to us initially for help. He had a huge abscess on his tummy and his owners could not afford medical care. Camp FigWig raised the money, and Marley had three surgeries and countless vet visits to remove the huge, grapefruit sized abscess. Once he was healed and ready to head back home, his family informed us they were just too busy to give Marley the care and attention he deserved. His nickname is Mr. Peabody because when he came to us, he was not yet potty-trained, most likely due to the huge abscess on his tummy. Some of Marley's favorite things include his treat ball, caring for his chickies, running amok in the yard, playing with his vulture friends, hanging out in his baby pools, and cuddles.
Whisper and Willow
These two twin girls were purchased from a breeder to be raised for food. The living conditions were so horrific, neighbors contacted Code Enforcement and the animals were required to be removed from the home. Camp FigWig was contacted and when we arrived, we saw these animals had been living with no shelter, no clean water, no food, broken beer bottles, dead animals, and boards with rusty nails. The conditions were atrocious to say the least. These two beautiful baby girls are extremely vocal, and Whisper even snores! Their favorite things include Apple Jacks, tummy rubs, kisses on their heads, and finding fallen twigs and branches with sweet leaves and tasty bark to munch on. Whisper loves a good dirt and mud hole, while Willow prefers to stick close to her momma.
William was two years old and used as a male breeder for two females to breed for-slaughter piglets. Once the male has been bred, it is said the meat is no longer good, so the animal is simply killed and dumped. William was a mere two hundred pounds, living in ankle-deep muck with no shelter, no water at all, in an enclosure he could hardly turn around. The sadness in his eyes was heartbreaking. Camp FigWig saved him against all odds. Since Camp FigWig is unable to house such a large farm animal at this time until our Sanctuary is built, William found the most incredible home with the best parents who truly love him like a child. His new father is a general contractor, so William is spoiled with the biggest barn, two huge fans to keep him cool, a shade placed at the window of his barn to ensure the sun does not get into his beautiful eyes, his own in-ground pool, complete with a custom sprinkle system William simply has to 'snout' to activate. William is now a plump six hundred pounds, fuzzy, happy, and a true rags-to-riches story. His favorite things include naps, story time with his mom, tummy scratches with his favorite rake, lounging in his private pool, and selfies with his dad.
Annie is a small black lab who was dumped on the side of the road with her three brothers. A friend of Camp FigWig saw this happening and was able to pull over and rescue the animals before they wandered into traffic. Severely dehydrated and starved, they were thought to be chihuahuas. Because of their conditions, the local humane society initially decided to euthanize the pups, but our animal rescuer wouldn't have it! She stepped in and saved their lives yet again, and Annie made her way to us. Some of Annie's favorite things include car rides, visiting the neighbors, carrying around a piece of bread, hanging out with her cat friends, and working in the shop with her dad.
Little Oliver was dumped at the pound as a pup because he was "deaf- and would not listen to commands." Thinking no one would want him due to his 'disability,' Oliver was in danger of being euthanized. Poor Oliver was in quarantine for the first three weeks at his new home due to a horrible case of Kennel Cough. But he has made it through and living the good life. Oliver's favorite things include walks to the lake, swimming in the lake, eating anything the pigs are eating, being close to his momma, and car rides.
The Rat Pack
Jack, Pipsqueak, and Baby Rat – These three were bred as feeder rats for snake food. A friend who works for a local pet store makes it her mission to rescue as many rats who are full of life and non-aggressive. She then attempts to rehome as many as possible. When these three came in, she was unable to keep them due to over-crowding at her home. She reached out to us and they have become the tiniest Campers here at Camp FigWig! Some of their favorite things include puffy sweet potato treats, sitting on mommas shoulder, playing with their toys, and eating the inside of kidney beans.
The Chickie Gang
The Chickie Gang -Meet Fancy Pants, Alan, and Donald! Chickies are so beneficial, especially when controlling the flea and tick population! These three became campers as hatchlings and have been inseparable ever since. They enjoy a spacious walk-in multi-level coop, free range over the entire camp ground, their own personal tail-warmer, fresh fruit in the morning, and their best piglet friend, Marley.
Little Hammy was surrendered to Camp FigWig when he was a year old. The family had purchased him from a breeder, and he lived his entire life in a dog crate. He never left his crate, never went outside. He ate, lived, and went potty inside his little crate. The family was moving and could not take him with them. Since Camp FigWig was over capacity, we were able to find an incredible farm in Virginia willing to give Hammy the great life he deserved. Little Hammy was going on an adventure! Camp FigWig drove a five hour round trip for Hammy Retrieval, brought him home, bathed him, fed him, and watched as he played in the yard for the very first time in his little life. He found a stick and it was the greatest day of his life, until, of course, he discovered the mud hole. The next day and another bath later, Hammy was loaded up again, and Camp FigWig drove Little Hammy to Savannah, Ga, where his new family met him to drive him the rest of the way to his furever home. Little Hammy is living it up on sprawling acres of hills and green pastures, and lots of friends on the farm. He has his own room, but Hammy prefers to be outside most of the time. Some of Hammy's favorite things include apple Nutrigrain bars, warm blankies, crisp veggies, and being out in the sunshine.
Lenny and Stella
Lenny and Stella were purchased from a breeder to be raised as food, however, they were abandoned by the owner and the landlord wanted them gone immediately. Their living conditions were some of the most horrific Camp FigWig has ever seen. These poor babies were living in four inches of standing mucky water, feces and urine. Filthy water dishes, dried corn and weeds pulled from the yard as their only food. We pulled our rain boots on, climbed in and got right to work. Camp FigWig mucked those stalls, shoveled as much of that nasty water out as possible, brought wheelbarrows of freshly dug dirt for each pen. Each pig received a bale and a half of fresh hay, brand new, sparkling clean water and food bows, actual pig food, and of course, cheerios. Due to overcapacity at Camp FigWig, Lenny and Stella had to stay where they were for the week until we could find their furever home. That didn't stop us from driving an hour round trip twice a day to care for them, feeding, clean water, kisses, tummy rubs, and of course, cheerios. The pair were adopted together. Lenny has a little girlfriend and Stella is a social butterfly, both strolling their fifteen acres farm at the leisure Pig Oinks.
Maisy - Camp FigWig received a call about a girl running wild in a downtown neighborhood! Most of the residence were scared of her, so we needed to find her and get her to safety as quickly as possible. Luckily for all of us, there was an incredible couple who lured her into their beautiful gated back yard with corn and apples and awaited our arrival! I am sure we were a sight- two rescue teams, transport trucks, Nathan and I laying on their grass in their backyard, inching slowly towards little Maisy, at midnight! This beautiful couple (who is still to this day very near and dear to Camp FigWigs heart) were the key to this rescue and if not for them, we would have never been able to capture her. Maisy went to her furever home and surprise! Gave birth to triplets! Of course, Maisy and babies are still together to this day.
The Three Little Pigs
The Three Little Pigs – These three little babies were bred and meant for slaughter. After discovering an ad on craigslist, Camp FigWig contacted the breeders and set out to save their lives. As little as they were, these three would not stay that way for long, and Camp FigWig just does not have the space needed to provide these guys with the room to roam. We found another organization that provides therapy and support for veterans with severe PTSD and trauma, as well as group therapy for their families. These little ones had a big destiny - to be therapy animals for those who served our country. Camp FigWig transported these babies to the new life.
Little Hamlet was purchased from a breeder as a baby and, like most pig owners, realized way too late the responsibility, noise, and care needed. Camp FigWig was contacted by Esther's Army in a plea for help. Mr. Hamlet was about to be dropped off at the humane society if a new home could not be found quickly. Luckily, an old friend was in the market for a baby piglet and Mr. Hamlet was a perfect fit! After a through home check, zone check, education and understanding of Mr. Hamlets needs, he is living la vita loca as a spoiled piglet.
Pumba was yet another sad case of a mini pig bought from a breeder. When he was cute and small, Pumba was allowed in the house for snuggles and was treated like family. However, when he began to grow, became loud, destructive and playful, he was kicked out of his cozy home and into a tiny pen twice the length of his body, in the yard with no grass, an old, wet, smelly blanket, forced to live in his own feces and muck, with nothing more than an old piece of plywood as his shelter. Pumba had no food or water in his pen. He went from a cherished pet to a backyard pest. At capacity here at Camp FigWig, there was no room for another little camper, so que the networking! Pumba’s new mom wanted him so bad, she was willing to drive five hours just to get him!
Sable – Now here was a unique situation. Camp FigWig was contacted by Esther's Army. While vacationing here in Florida with her beloved dog, Sable's owner became extremely ill and was rushed back to her home state, thousands of miles away. Thinking Sable was left with a trusted friend, she was devastated to learn her sweet, sixteen year old girl ended up at the Humane Society five hours from Camp FigWig! Friends of Camp FigWig and Esther's Army bailed her out of doggie jail, and Sable camped out with us until the funds were raised to charter a private jet to take her home! We stood on the tarmac and waved goodbye as Sable flew off into the sunset!
Sweet Anabel is a four hundred pound pot belly pig who's family desperately needed a temporary foster for her. Camp FigWig was called in to help transport her and find a place that could take her in. Since Camp FigWig is not set up for larger animals, finding a place to take her in on a moment's notice was a challenge! But we had to tackle the first challenge-get her into the bed of a truck with no ramp, and no trailer. It was not an easy task, believe me, but we would not back down. After loading her up, we had to secure a safe place for her. It took a few hours, but Camp FigWig found a place. Once in her new, temporary pen, we were able to provide food for Anabel and the other animals at her temporary home. We made it out to visit her twice a week, and Anabel's family did the same. Finally, Anabel was able to go back home to her family, and Camp FigWig was happy to be a part of the family reunion. Anabel and her family hold a very special place with Camp FigWig, and we have no doubts the friendship will last forever.
This complete goofball was found at a junk yard as just a young pup. She was hiding under a vehicle my husband was looking at when the owner pulled her out by her back leg. She was filthy, covered in mange, starved and dehydrated. Nathan took the little pup and put her in our truck, gave her water, turned on the air conditioner, and later attempted to leave with her. At the last minute, the owner realized she was in the truck and stopped him, but Nathan was able to convince him to let her go. At the same time, a friend of Camp FigWig had just asked about a young female pit bull American Bulldog mix, tail and ears uncut. It was love at first sight! She has a lot of land to roam and farm animals to play with.
Roxy is a Catahoula who was abandon when her family moved out of their home. She was left outside in the back yard in the middle of December with no shelter, no food, and no water. Temperatures were freezing, and even though a group of drug addicted squatters had moved into the house, they would not let her in. When we found her, she was twenty pounds, shivering, starved, severely dehydrated, filthy and covered with mange. A nice meal and a warm bath brought the spunk right out of this silly girl! Roxy stayed at Camp FigWig for a bit until a friend saw her and fell in love with her. He had a Catahoula as a boy, and the two had grown up together. He still keeps her picture of the two of them in his wallet to this day. Since the moment they saw each other, they've been attached at the hip!
The Stray Cat Colonies
Stray Cat Colonies – Camp FigWig cares for several stray cat colonies in our area. Cat colonies, also called TNR, (Trap, Neuter, and Release) are stray cats that are trapped and taken to a participating vet for spay or neuter. This program is funded by the city. They are then released back to the area they were trapped. You will know these cats by the tipped ear. These animals are protected by the city, and cared for solely by many kindhearted volunteers daily. These sweet cats wait for me every single day, rain or shine. Even though I have been feeding some of these cats for over ten years, I still cannot pet some of them. Other than TNR fees, everything for these cats comes directly out of the volunteers pocket. Food, medicine, vet visits, flea and tick meds. One cat can average five kittens per litter, and can have as many as five litters in a year! That's twenty five kittens in just one year! Now each of those kittens can grow up and have kittens, as well! Please, spay and neuter your pets! TNR Volunteers ask if you do see these cats, please do not post their location on social media for their safety.
Behind the Madness
Camp FigWig is funded by the personal donations of extremely generous supporters, as well as sales from The Camp FigWig BathHouse Collection. (I wrote the 'Meet the Campers' article in fifteen minutes, yet I'm sitting here for hours trying to come up with something to say about myself and Nathan.) Ever since I was a little girl, I always felt a very strong connection to animals. Strong enough for those around me to see it. 'Snow White' and 'Ellie May' have been constant nicknames throughout my life. I am forever grateful to have married Nathan, who isn't phased by a two hundred pound pig sleeping in the bed with us, seeing me pull up in the driveway with a goat sitting in the front seat of my car, or going on a rescue mission to save a chicken. My mother once said to him "Nathan, if you wake up one morning and see a hippo in the tub, you're not dreaming."
One thing is for sure, there's never a dull moment!
Info and Stuff
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Camp FigWig Wish List
Camp FigWig is always in need of: towels, blankets, sheets, laundry soap, and fabric softener. Mazuri Active Adult Mini pig food, cat food both wet (Friskies) and dry (9 Lives), Iams mini chunks dog food, seven grain scratch chicken feed, bird feed, rat food, fresh fruits and veggies, frosted animal crackers, and of course, Cherrios.
Gift cards we love: Tractor Supply, Wal-Mart, Publix, Home Depot, Lowes.
Camp FigWig is in need of fill dirt, land clearing, fencing, materials for barns and shelters, greenhouse materials, volunteers to make it all happen. If you would like to donate or help in any way, please contact us! Camp FigWig is a 501c3 non-profit and all donations are tax deductible. Receipts provided upon request.
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