@fishyfarmyfingers: it was stuck on its head and 2 front feet, #farmtok #pig #country #family #food

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auradifferent
Aurzoy🦇 :
Do not look up prolapse my eyes were not ready
2026-08-22 01:06:26
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lisamarie1447
Lisa :
Prolapse?
2026-08-20 16:14:40
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toodleloo_3
toodleloo_3 🌿🦇 :
Clean it off with soap and water, sugar, and gently push it back in
2026-08-20 21:21:44
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jambam92
Pretty~Guapanese :
Poor baby is in pain omg 🥺
2026-08-22 10:10:32
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theswaggynana
Living and learning :
Why would you not call a vet in. Jes us
2026-08-21 01:03:12
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miss.sarah833
Miss Sarah 🎀 :
Ugh I hate mean people and sad animal videos just like this..
2026-08-22 00:25:32
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ajaxbeats.backup1
ajaxbeats.backup1 :
Honey BBQ on mine
2026-08-21 17:41:37
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corns_hot
Corns-hot$$$ :
Go get the gun 😂😂 classic
2026-08-20 13:40:59
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mya_.secretacct
Secrectactt :
When ever that happens with our sheep we use a iodine spray and spray the area then we have tubes that we get from vet clinics that is made for these types of situations and we shove that in the arse hole and then take bands that are used for banding off tails on our lambs and it will stop the circulation and the rest will fall off after all of the arse part falls off we also do shove the arse of it back in a bit then band it ik it seems like a lot of work but they always come out great after
2026-08-21 03:06:51
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rebeccaeliason
Rebecca E :
look up Dr. Pol and he he makes a plastic tube and hooks it around so the pig can go potty. look up a video on YouTube. I'm sure there's one there.
2026-08-21 01:03:41
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waitara7547
WAITARA754 :
I did saaaaaay what to do 🤣
2026-08-20 05:21:25
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bigmamabelle
Big Mama :
“We gotta get the gun” 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
2026-08-20 19:35:13
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skyleigh.santana
ꌗꀘꌩ꒒ꍟꀤꁅꃅ ꌗꍏꈤ꓄ꍏꈤꍏ🖤 :
Thankfully I didn’t have to look up “prolapse” because Howie Mandel taught me about those years ago
2026-08-22 13:50:45
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ned.halls
ned :
And if you called the vets thay will just kill it anyways
2026-08-21 07:50:32
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not_oliviaz
Livz😜 :
For explanation, this is called prolapse. Basically, its organs are slowly moving and poking out of its body.
2026-08-22 12:33:10
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ned.halls
ned :
That’s called a prolapse
2026-08-21 07:48:36
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.bkelfe.15
BKELFE.15 :
Dog tukka
2026-08-22 21:16:15
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