Anyone experience their passed Guinea pig coming to visit?

[NotMoniqueee]

My kid unexpectedly passed and I’ve had each piggy say bye to him before putting him in a box waiting For cremation this pig loved me so much and I loved that fluff ball 10x more he was always my favorite boy and still is I plan on getting a ring or necklace made out of his ashes to have him close alway and little foot prints made of him as he would always put a paw print of his on me somewhere and I’ve fallen into a state of depression without being able to hug him cuddle him or have him run up into my hoodie and snuggle up but I feel as he’s sometimes still here and I think his cage mate sees him and plays with him Reese when taco was living would pick on him and they would squeak at each other chase each out of huts nibble on each others toes chase each other around kind of like a game of tag (this was all in love no biting or kicking each other ofc) Reese will still do all of this sometimes and will hold his head up in the air like they would do to challenge each other of who could hold their head taller I’ll almost see him sitting in his favorite blue plastic hut he’s had all his life with me taco is an amazing jumper he’d jump out of his playpen and into my arms he’s never tried jumping on my bed wouldn’t put it past him tho he’s my little kangaroo piggy sometimes I’ll feel like as if he jumped up onto my bed or he’ll brush me with his hair or whiskers or I’ll sometimes smell him I personally believe in God and an after life I’ve been able to see dead people/ sprits both of humans and animals my mom lost her cat well before I was alive and one day I was getting my lunch home alone and next to the fridge I saw a gray and white tiger striped cat and awhile later I told my mom what I saw and she told me oh that was Lola my grandma was kind of a ghost hunter type person and has told me many stories and I don’t mind seeing and hearing them walking about I don’t feel scared of them the main question is am I going mental cause I miss the pig so much I’ll still get his blue berry serving when I eat blue berries and leave them at his hut and Reese doesn’t touch them at all sometimes he’ll go over to them and I’ll tell him those are for taco buddy and if u have had any experience with that pls tell me what that was
The little guy in question

 

[Viennese Furbabies]

Taco was a very special boy and you loved him very much.
I'm not suceptible to any sort of ghosts present, so I can't really say if what you're experiencing is "normal" or not. (And what's normal anyhow?)
But every human grieves in a different way and I think that's probably part of your grieving process.

I don't believe that Reese will still interact with Taco. But living on his own now will have an impact on your boy.
Have you thought about getting a new companion for him?

Take care!

 

[h_and_piggies]

Sorry for your loss. Taco was obviously very special to you and Reese. As @Viennese Furbabies says, you might want to try and find a friend for Reese. It’s difficult to know when to get a new piggy following a bereavement, but you might find that with a little friend, Reese will be back to his old self. Sleep tight Taco x

 

[Bill & Ted]

After loosing my boys Bill and Ted, I still chat to them out in the garden. They are in planters which I tend seasonally with new bedding plants. We always have a good old chat when I water and deadhead, it comforts me that they are still around. You have a very special gift there, so sorry you lost your little soul mate x

 

[Betsy]

Sometimes out of the corner of my eye I see my Rainbow piggies in the run. I once saw my Dad standing at the bottom of the stairs in the night, felt him sit on my legs when I was in bed and even saw his feet in wandering around my Living Room all not long after he shuffled off his mortal coil.

Also I can tell you a very spooky but true story. A couple of months after my Dad had passed on, the clock radio by the bed went off at midnight. We had set it for 6.15 in the morning. This happened for about a week or 2. It was very old so we thought it had gone wrong and bought a new one. Well the new one went off at midnight too. We had set it for 6.15 in the morning. This was going on for a few weeks when we were both waking up in anticipation of radio going off at midnight which it did every time. We unplugged it and so that my OH would wake up in the morning we brought his mobile phone into the bedroom and that too went off at midnight (my OH doesn't even know how to set the alarm on it!) That freaked us out. This went on for around 3 months when my OH noticed that the battery was out of the smoke alarm at the top of the stairs. We took it out whenever we had a bath as it was very sensitive and would go off with the steam from the bath (but not the shower). My Dad was always going on at us to put the battery back in the smoke alarm. My OH put the battery back in the smoke alarm the clock radio/his phone never went off at midnight again. The night before, when we woke up at midnight I heard my Dad clear his throat underneath the smoke alarm. We are both convinced it was my Dad still looking after us.

 

[Wheekallweek]

I certainly feel my boys Eric and Larry are still around. I heard Larry's squeak clear as day just as I pulled out of the pet crematorium after dropping him off
Often they leave me feathers as a sign they're OK, when I'm feeling really down about losing them. They'll always be watching over me I'm sure.
We had a piggy at the rescue once, Rainbow. It's a long story but a few days after she went over the Rainbow Bridge I was tidying a drawer in the kitchen, emptied the whole thing out, cleaned it, the works.
I was having a little cry actually as the circumstances around Rainbow and her passing weren't very nice and certainly weren't fair.
I turned away for a second, turned back and sat in the drawer was a perfect white feather. It was such a special thing to experience.
She was letting me know it's OK, I'm sure of it

 

[DavRz]

My kid unexpectedly passed and I’ve had each piggy say bye to him before putting him in a box waiting For cremation this pig loved me so much and I loved that fluff ball 10x more he was always my favorite boy and still is I plan on getting a ring or necklace made out of his ashes to have him close alway and little foot prints made of him as he would always put a paw print of his on me somewhere and I’ve fallen into a state of depression without being able to hug him cuddle him or have him run up into my hoodie and snuggle up but I feel as he’s sometimes still here and I think his cage mate sees him and plays with him Reese when taco was living would pick on him and they would squeak at each other chase each out of huts nibble on each others toes chase each other around kind of like a game of tag (this was all in love no biting or kicking each other ofc) Reese will still do all of this sometimes and will hold his head up in the air like they would do to challenge each other of who could hold their head taller I’ll almost see him sitting in his favorite blue plastic hut he’s had all his life with me taco is an amazing jumper he’d jump out of his playpen and into my arms he’s never tried jumping on my bed wouldn’t put it past him tho he’s my little kangaroo piggy sometimes I’ll feel like as if he jumped up onto my bed or he’ll brush me with his hair or whiskers or I’ll sometimes smell him I personally believe in God and an after life I’ve been able to see dead people/ sprits both of humans and animals my mom lost her cat well before I was alive and one day I was getting my lunch home alone and next to the fridge I saw a gray and white tiger striped cat and awhile later I told my mom what I saw and she told me oh that was Lola my grandma was kind of a ghost hunter type person and has told me many stories and I don’t mind seeing and hearing them walking about I don’t feel scared of them the main question is am I going mental cause I miss the pig so much I’ll still get his blue berry serving when I eat blue berries and leave them at his hut and Reese doesn’t touch them at all sometimes he’ll go over to them and I’ll tell him those are for taco buddy and if u have had any experience with that pls tell me what that was View attachment 228934
The little guy in question

Hello, I read butterflies are a sign from passed pets. Well 2 days after my beloved Potato was pts i got into my work truck at 5:30 am and there was this huge butterfly on my window. I thought wow what a coincidence.
After A few minutes I drove off very slowly as to not hurt the butterfly, I flew off. A few hours later that same day, I was starting to get really choked up thinking about Potato, I was driving around with my eyes welling up with tears . I came up to a railroad crossing and the gates came down to let the train go through.Since I had a couple of minutes to wait I put the truck in park, closed my eyes and recited our father prayer, I told Potato I loved abd missed him and asked him to please forgive me if there was anything I did wrong. When I opened my eyes there were 2 butterflies fluttering around right in front of My windshield. I couldn't believe it , no way this was just another coincidence..I smiled and thanked him for dropping by to say hello to me.