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Junior Guinea Pig
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I lost two of my pigs a few months back; I found Peach unable to move her back end and held her as she passed away a few minutes later, just days after Scout died. Things were a little more complicated with Scout however, and it's made me very apprehensive of what may have to happen when it comes to the end of things for Clementine, who has always been the most special pig I've ever owned.
Scout had recurrent UTIs which responded well to antibiotics, however the last one didn't, and an xray showed a bladder stone. We made the decision to PTS as she was in a lot of pain. Having been to the same vet to have our dog PTS a year or so ago, I was fully aware of the procedure. Well, I thought I was. I was told that due to the fact that they don't inject a sedative (and use anaesthetic gas instead to sedate) before the final injection, I couldn't be present for her passing, due to the potential health risk to me from Scout exhaling the gas. I still get upset thinking about how I couldn't be with her in her final moments, and whether she was scared at being held by unfamiliar people and surrounded by unfamiliar smells.
Clementine is now 6 and has a mammary tumor (that isn't growing at the moment, touch wood), has lost a lot of weight (but is still eating and toodling around her run happily) and it's become very apparent that she's a fragile old lady pig. I hope that she'll pass quickly at home when the time comes, but what should i do if I do need to take her to the vets? She's not keen on being held much anymore, just likes to sit with you on the sofa and have a chin rub, not really into lots of stroking, and she's always come pootling over whenever she hears my voice.
It really worries me that in her last moments she won't be able to hear me or know I'm there, and this pig has been the best pig I've ever had (she's my 13th pig, and I will refuse to have any more after she's gone.) Plus my vet is pregnant, so I'm not sure if it'll be safe for her to be around the anaesthetic gas, adn then it'll be total strangers with her.
Any suggestions or experience would be helpful, mainly just to stop me worrying about whether or not i'm doing the right thing for old Glovey! (her nickname, she always settled down in your hand like a furry glove!)
Scout had recurrent UTIs which responded well to antibiotics, however the last one didn't, and an xray showed a bladder stone. We made the decision to PTS as she was in a lot of pain. Having been to the same vet to have our dog PTS a year or so ago, I was fully aware of the procedure. Well, I thought I was. I was told that due to the fact that they don't inject a sedative (and use anaesthetic gas instead to sedate) before the final injection, I couldn't be present for her passing, due to the potential health risk to me from Scout exhaling the gas. I still get upset thinking about how I couldn't be with her in her final moments, and whether she was scared at being held by unfamiliar people and surrounded by unfamiliar smells.
Clementine is now 6 and has a mammary tumor (that isn't growing at the moment, touch wood), has lost a lot of weight (but is still eating and toodling around her run happily) and it's become very apparent that she's a fragile old lady pig. I hope that she'll pass quickly at home when the time comes, but what should i do if I do need to take her to the vets? She's not keen on being held much anymore, just likes to sit with you on the sofa and have a chin rub, not really into lots of stroking, and she's always come pootling over whenever she hears my voice.
It really worries me that in her last moments she won't be able to hear me or know I'm there, and this pig has been the best pig I've ever had (she's my 13th pig, and I will refuse to have any more after she's gone.) Plus my vet is pregnant, so I'm not sure if it'll be safe for her to be around the anaesthetic gas, adn then it'll be total strangers with her.
Any suggestions or experience would be helpful, mainly just to stop me worrying about whether or not i'm doing the right thing for old Glovey! (her nickname, she always settled down in your hand like a furry glove!)