The pregnant sow went into labor with a high fever, and they feared she might not survive.

When Emma the pig arrived at Apricot Lane Farm in California, she was in a critical condition: sick, weak, and heavily pregnant.

The farm owner was told that he would be lucky if the pig had at least six piglets, but the veterinarians’ predictions turned out to be completely wrong.

On the night when Emma went into labor, she gave birth not to 6, not to 8, but to 17 piglets, out of which only 13 survived.

Chester, the farm owner, was amazed, and Emma was exhausted.

The intense and prolonged labor didn’t help her; she was already in a very fragile state. Her fever increased, and Chester had to take the piglets away from her to give them a chance of survival.

If Emma had died, they would have had to feed the piglets four times a day, but this tactic failed, and Emma’s condition worsened.

It was only when he brought the piglets back that the miracle happened, Chester recounts: “If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it.”

From the moment she was reunited with the piglets, Emma’s condition improved. Slowly but surely, she managed to get up and eat.

Chester further stated, “I’d like to believe that we saved Emma, but it’s evident that she was saved by her calling. In her case, the calling was to be a mother… Some might say that the very thing that seems to threaten our lives can sometimes be the only thing that will save us.

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