karonus
Adult Guinea Pig
I felt I needed to write this so members of the forum can understand how our much our piggies mean to us. In October 2007 we lost our 10 year old son to an accident, agreeing to turn of the machines was hard, less hard surprisingly was to donate his organs (stunned some nurses as we volunteered). The following year we had a huge whole that we needed to fill, more especially for our daughter Katy.
She initially wanted a dog, but as Katy was 9 by then I knew muggins would be doing all the walking and scooping. With the best will in the world I am a cat person and knew I couldnt commit so that was shelved. Then some one suggested piggies.
My only previous experience was my ex wifes piggy in an outside hutch and wasn't keen on the idea. I was introduced to the concept of indoor piggies. I was "persuaded" so September 2008 we introduced Sunshine and Flower into our home. It wasnt long before I was smitten, as I was the only one who could handle Sunshine initially. (This became a close thing, when being cuddled when she got the chance she would french kiss me - its a little unnerving).
In September 2009 we lost Flower and we were joined by Flower Junior, Moon and Star. All of our piggies have adjusted to caravan holidays. In January this year I noticed that Sunshine had increased in size but as she was a greedy piggy we thought a diet might be needed. Then she went of her food, I spent a night snuggling her before a mad early morning dash to emergency vet. I had not found this forum then.
The vet diagnosed a tumour, a big tumour around her kidney. The prognosis was not good and Sunshine seemed to know this and we ended up with Sunshine PTS.
I have written elsewhere about Midnight joining us and how we then lost Junior.
All of this, the loss of Flower, Sunshine and Junior always results in taking of the scab that covers the wound of losing Michael. Each lost piggy means as much as the loss of Michael.
We let our pets into our hearts to the extent we love them unconditionally, in exactly the same way we love a child. When we lose a piggy we lose a member of our family, this is why it hurts.
But we should never forget them, keep your photos, look at them periodically and remember fondly the times you had fun (and trouble) with them.
Above all remember how important your piggies are to you and look after them as you would a child.
She initially wanted a dog, but as Katy was 9 by then I knew muggins would be doing all the walking and scooping. With the best will in the world I am a cat person and knew I couldnt commit so that was shelved. Then some one suggested piggies.
My only previous experience was my ex wifes piggy in an outside hutch and wasn't keen on the idea. I was introduced to the concept of indoor piggies. I was "persuaded" so September 2008 we introduced Sunshine and Flower into our home. It wasnt long before I was smitten, as I was the only one who could handle Sunshine initially. (This became a close thing, when being cuddled when she got the chance she would french kiss me - its a little unnerving).
In September 2009 we lost Flower and we were joined by Flower Junior, Moon and Star. All of our piggies have adjusted to caravan holidays. In January this year I noticed that Sunshine had increased in size but as she was a greedy piggy we thought a diet might be needed. Then she went of her food, I spent a night snuggling her before a mad early morning dash to emergency vet. I had not found this forum then.
The vet diagnosed a tumour, a big tumour around her kidney. The prognosis was not good and Sunshine seemed to know this and we ended up with Sunshine PTS.
I have written elsewhere about Midnight joining us and how we then lost Junior.
All of this, the loss of Flower, Sunshine and Junior always results in taking of the scab that covers the wound of losing Michael. Each lost piggy means as much as the loss of Michael.
We let our pets into our hearts to the extent we love them unconditionally, in exactly the same way we love a child. When we lose a piggy we lose a member of our family, this is why it hurts.
But we should never forget them, keep your photos, look at them periodically and remember fondly the times you had fun (and trouble) with them.
Above all remember how important your piggies are to you and look after them as you would a child.