DaisyDuke
Junior Guinea Pig
Hi,
This is my first time on here and first time posting.
We adpoted a boy and girl guinea pig Jan 2016, as a family we knew they were right for us. The boy took to us straight away, the girl was a bit shy and he was always her bodyguard. Over time, she became more confident. Last Xmas we found large lumps on her belly, one vet said they were cancerous tumours and prepare our daughters to say goodbye to her. A second vet said they were ovarian cysts & treatable / manageable. Phew. She's still got them now, but hopefully they're ok.
Unfortunately, our boy has been quiet recently, sleeping more, moving less. We just thought he was old. As first time owners, we didn't realise the importance of weighing them weekly (even after she'd been ill, we still didn't know). When I went to get them out of their hutch into their outdoor run on Mon, he squealed in pain as I lifted him. His eye looked infected (clear crust). So I rang the vet. He was seen that afternoon and he was diagnosed withgut a gut infection and given an antibiotic injection. We were advised to take him home, keep offering him food and water and bring him back the next day. He rapidly went downhill, so we suggested the girls said goodbye to him at bedtime. He was in so much pain that we phoned an emergency vet at 11.30pm. But by the time I arrived at 11.45, he had passed away.
I'm racked with guilt. Even though my husband and kids say it couldn't be helped, I still feel like we missed the signs. We still have our girly pig, but I feel awful that she's alone. I don't really know why I'm posting, just don't know what else to do. I miss him and it hurts. It hurts more knowing we could've prevented it.
This is my first time on here and first time posting.
We adpoted a boy and girl guinea pig Jan 2016, as a family we knew they were right for us. The boy took to us straight away, the girl was a bit shy and he was always her bodyguard. Over time, she became more confident. Last Xmas we found large lumps on her belly, one vet said they were cancerous tumours and prepare our daughters to say goodbye to her. A second vet said they were ovarian cysts & treatable / manageable. Phew. She's still got them now, but hopefully they're ok.
Unfortunately, our boy has been quiet recently, sleeping more, moving less. We just thought he was old. As first time owners, we didn't realise the importance of weighing them weekly (even after she'd been ill, we still didn't know). When I went to get them out of their hutch into their outdoor run on Mon, he squealed in pain as I lifted him. His eye looked infected (clear crust). So I rang the vet. He was seen that afternoon and he was diagnosed withgut a gut infection and given an antibiotic injection. We were advised to take him home, keep offering him food and water and bring him back the next day. He rapidly went downhill, so we suggested the girls said goodbye to him at bedtime. He was in so much pain that we phoned an emergency vet at 11.30pm. But by the time I arrived at 11.45, he had passed away.
I'm racked with guilt. Even though my husband and kids say it couldn't be helped, I still feel like we missed the signs. We still have our girly pig, but I feel awful that she's alone. I don't really know why I'm posting, just don't know what else to do. I miss him and it hurts. It hurts more knowing we could've prevented it.
