Last night unfortunately saw us at the emergency vet as Flubs was in real respiratory distress, squeaking with every breath. She pulled out all the stops and gave him a diuretic as well as marbocyl and loxicom via injection. She carefully counselled us that she wasn't sure if he would last the night.
Come this morning and he's eaten his syringe feed breakfast (if a little slowly), and had a couple strands of hay and a strip of spring greens, before some light pig training with Toffee and getting himself comfy in a cosy
His breathing is still laboured but nowhere near as bad as last night. I'm still preparing myself for the worst but he's got a vet appointment this afternoon to talk about next steps (more diuretic please!). Please hold us in your hearts. The big tell will be if he's able to take his lunchtime feed I think.
EDIT: Toffee is massively enjoying being side by side with Quint's herd and is flirting through the bars with them loads!