Tabybim
Junior Guinea Pig
I got Godfrey just over 2 years ago after losing my beautiful boy , Harry. I didn't know if I could ever love another pig again I was so distraught, Harry's death had been a complete shock and he was only 2. My mum decided to get me a skinny pig , someone who really needed a mum ,and the minute I laid eyes on Godfrey I knew I could easily love him. He was about 8 weeks old , but bigger than my other pig Dennis who was around the same age. And he looked so funny , all big feet and flappy ears . To begin with he liked to sleep in a fleece bag and largely resembled a miniature, naked baby kangaroo. Everyone who saw him fell in love with him. As he grew up he was the most friendly, amusing , outgoing cheerful little chap you could ever imagine. He knew his name and came when I called him and he played like a puppy. I would roll up bits of newspaper and he would chase it around my room, catching it and tossing it up in the air, and he would leap and jump , bending In the middle with excitement as he scurried around making whooping and whistling noises I'd never heard from a Guinea pig before. If someone said find you're mummy he'd get so excited and always race over to me( he knew who his mummy was!) He was so cuddly too , he'd curl up on his side on my chest , his warm little body against my skin and sleep for hours, these were my best times! So when I found a lump on his hip one evening my blood ran cold. I don't think I'd ever felt such panic . Well the lump was tested and was an aggressive form of cancer, I was devasted everyone who knew him was. I couldn't help but ask why him? Why my baby? Well he had surgery the following day to remove the tumour and when he returned from the vets I stayed up with him all night. At first things seemed to be going well ,the vet said all the tumour had been removed with a good margin around it, obviously the worry never went away I knew it could still come back and after a month ( and numerous vets trips) I was told it had come back and at best he had weeks to live. I was so devastated , to know I was going to lose him was bad enough but to think he might get ill or suffer was unbearable. As it happened he had less than a week left , the lump grew quickly and he became so tired I knew I had to let him go . I owed him that much. But my heart is broken and I miss him every second. Godfrey was the closest thing to a baby I'll ever have, and I feel like I've lost my child . What I have to remember is how incredibly lucky I was to have him in my life, to know him and have his company and his love and trust. He'll always be a part of me, forever!
