gogoguineas
Adult Guinea Pig
It is with a heavy heart we have today had to say goodbye to a real character, my beautiful Wilbur 
Wilbur came to me from Hazelcroft rescue last Easter time after we sadly lost Flinn. I immediately fell in love with his beautiful colouring and Sarah spent the afternoon bonding him with Tyler.
They became firm friends and Tyler taught Wilbur all his begging tricks. As soon as anyone appeared in the kitchen Wilbur would be on hind legs doing his best 'I'm starving' face. He entertained us with his funny sleeping positions, chooken legs and the way he would snaffle blueberries and practically swallow them whole.
He was never much of a lap pig, preferring to sniff and watch everything that went by.
In September last year I found a large lump on his throat. My vet wanted to test it under general anesthesia but as Wilbur was at least 6 I refused, on the basis that he was otherwise really happy and not bothered. We were under no illusions as to what the lump might be (after ruling out abccesses and cysts etc) and Wilbur soon lost his wheek.
He was completely well and fine until Thursday, he seemed a bit quiet and didn't want much dinner.
Over the next two days he was well in himself and back into his food, just a little more tired, but his breathing was becoming more shallow and he passed away this morning in his sleep.
I have buried him beneath my new hydrangeas.
We're going to miss you so much my little stunner xx
Wilbur came to me from Hazelcroft rescue last Easter time after we sadly lost Flinn. I immediately fell in love with his beautiful colouring and Sarah spent the afternoon bonding him with Tyler.
They became firm friends and Tyler taught Wilbur all his begging tricks. As soon as anyone appeared in the kitchen Wilbur would be on hind legs doing his best 'I'm starving' face. He entertained us with his funny sleeping positions, chooken legs and the way he would snaffle blueberries and practically swallow them whole.
He was never much of a lap pig, preferring to sniff and watch everything that went by.
In September last year I found a large lump on his throat. My vet wanted to test it under general anesthesia but as Wilbur was at least 6 I refused, on the basis that he was otherwise really happy and not bothered. We were under no illusions as to what the lump might be (after ruling out abccesses and cysts etc) and Wilbur soon lost his wheek.
He was completely well and fine until Thursday, he seemed a bit quiet and didn't want much dinner.
Over the next two days he was well in himself and back into his food, just a little more tired, but his breathing was becoming more shallow and he passed away this morning in his sleep.
I have buried him beneath my new hydrangeas.
We're going to miss you so much my little stunner xx
and had the most wonderful life with you and his best buddy. He wasn't with you long enough but had a life full of love, vegetables and Chooken legs. Massive hugs mate x x
