Alana Murray
New Born Pup
I had Cinnamon for about 7 months. She was a beautiful, cinnamon coloured, rex piggy. I got her when she was a little baby and she would live in my room where I would constantly have her sitting with me. I eventually got this awesome pen outside so she moved out there. She loved it. Even though she was outside, I still spent a lot of time with her and she was super friendly. A couple of months ago, I decided to get another guinea pig which was a male. She fell pregnant almost instantly. Unfortunately, he knocked her up and then escaped haha.
Anyway, I watched her grow the babies. She was going to be an amazing mum. I felt the babies kicking and I think there was about 3-4 in there. I was there with her through the whole process. She would sit on my lap everyday and eat vegetables, even though she was getting so fat she could barely climb up onto me.
I thought the babies had to be due any second but a week passed and still nothing. I wondered if something was wrong but she seemed fine and happy as she was still eating, drinking and walking around. On Sunday afternoon, my dad texted me and said he thinks she's going to have her babies because there's blood. I rushed home and sat there watching her for hours. I could see her pushing but nothing was happening. By Monday morning, she still hadn't had them so I took her to the vet. As soon as the vet felt the babies, she knew Cinnamon had to have an emergency cesarean to get them out because she was having a lot of difficulty. The vet took her out the back and I had no idea that would be the last time I'd ever see her again. The vet wrote me up a quote and it came to $1500. I didn't know what to do because that was money I just didn't have. In that moment, I made the most heart breaking decision ever - to surrender her. I just couldn't afford the operation but I didn't want her to die.
I had to sign forms that basically state that I no longer have any legal rights to her as an owner. The vet told me that I couldn't call and ask how the surgery went or anything to do with her. I cried for hours and I'm still so heartbroken. I don't know if she even survived. I never get to know how many babies she had.
I feel so guilty that I've abandoned her like this and I feel guilty that I did this to her. Why did I choose to breed her? I feel like the most horrible person but nobody understands why I'm so upset so I have to pretend that I'm fine but when I get home from work, I just sit in my room and cry. I loved her. I miss her so much. I'll never know what happened to her
I asked about the re homing process but they couldn't tell me anything
I'll never get to see my baby again.
Has anybody else had a similar experience? Does the guilt and hurt from it ever go away?


Anyway, I watched her grow the babies. She was going to be an amazing mum. I felt the babies kicking and I think there was about 3-4 in there. I was there with her through the whole process. She would sit on my lap everyday and eat vegetables, even though she was getting so fat she could barely climb up onto me.
I thought the babies had to be due any second but a week passed and still nothing. I wondered if something was wrong but she seemed fine and happy as she was still eating, drinking and walking around. On Sunday afternoon, my dad texted me and said he thinks she's going to have her babies because there's blood. I rushed home and sat there watching her for hours. I could see her pushing but nothing was happening. By Monday morning, she still hadn't had them so I took her to the vet. As soon as the vet felt the babies, she knew Cinnamon had to have an emergency cesarean to get them out because she was having a lot of difficulty. The vet took her out the back and I had no idea that would be the last time I'd ever see her again. The vet wrote me up a quote and it came to $1500. I didn't know what to do because that was money I just didn't have. In that moment, I made the most heart breaking decision ever - to surrender her. I just couldn't afford the operation but I didn't want her to die.
I had to sign forms that basically state that I no longer have any legal rights to her as an owner. The vet told me that I couldn't call and ask how the surgery went or anything to do with her. I cried for hours and I'm still so heartbroken. I don't know if she even survived. I never get to know how many babies she had.
I feel so guilty that I've abandoned her like this and I feel guilty that I did this to her. Why did I choose to breed her? I feel like the most horrible person but nobody understands why I'm so upset so I have to pretend that I'm fine but when I get home from work, I just sit in my room and cry. I loved her. I miss her so much. I'll never know what happened to her
I asked about the re homing process but they couldn't tell me anything
Has anybody else had a similar experience? Does the guilt and hurt from it ever go away?


