Ollie was our first pig. He was a tiny baby when we rescued him in March 2014, still drinking milk. I had never been around pigs before and the thought of getting a pig had never crossed my mind. Someone I went to high school with contacted me on Facebook and asked if I would take him; she had bought him at a flea market on a whim, but her family was not OK with her keeping him when she got home. She offered to drive him up to me from Panama City the next day and I just couldn’t say no to this tiny precious baby. Ollie was very young, even smaller than our dwarf bunnies. He should have still been with his mama. I started doing research immediately and learned that he needed to pan feed instead of bottle feed, that he needed other pig friends when he was older, that there is an epidemic of mini pigs or, more accurately, potbelly pigs in desperate need of homes because breeders sell them as “teacup pigs” and lie to buyers (there is no such thing a sa teacup pig). I also learned that pigs are really amazing and unique animals. After a few months, I started keeping my eyes open for another pig in need of a home to be Ollie’s friend and the rest is history. 


Ollie is now almost 6 years old and full-grown. He happens to be one of our smaller pigs but his personality is big. He is very friendly, sweet, and well behaved. He takes food from your hand gently and likes belly rubs. He is trustworthy and kind. He may not be our biggest or smallest or oldest or youngest here at the sanctuary, but he’s our first, and he is the reason we came to love pigs and want to make a difference in their lives.