Thank you everyone. The support I/we have found here has been amazing. I have been a member for ages but never really posted until I was googling and saw the support/knowledge here which resulted in this massive thread. Now you're stuck with me and I hope I can help other owners in my position in the future.
I'm the mad animal lover in the house - I grew up with dogs, chickens, hamsters, guinea pigs, lizards, rats and a rabbit but as an adult moving to London I never was in a position to responsibly own a pet. My boyfriend had gerbils as a child but that's it, his family have pet allergies so it was amazing to see how he warmed to our little pet family. We moved out to Surrey a year ago and after our hamster, we decided guinea pigs were a nice commitment upgrade. They're the sweetest little beings and have been an amazing comfort through a year of health diagnosis etc. Jesse was more of a lap pig and loved cuddles - he'd lick and nudge and nuzzle unlike his brother Machete "ADHD pig" who can't sit still. We keep our pigs outdoors on the patio (with cover on hutch) but bring them into the house every night, and they sleep in the bath sometimes when the weather gets too cold.
We brought Jesse home from the vet yesterday and placed his dear little body in our garden run, then brought his brother to see. It was odd to watch - we kept his face mostly covered as seeing his lifeless little body was so hard for us. Machete (do read my profile for the name explanation!) had a sniff of Jesse's bum and face, then walked onto him, he was standing on Jesse which was a bit upsetting, then seemed to lick his side. Then he just walked off and ate grass. Hmmm. Machete is definitely the pack leader, and if Jesse would have been the survivor we think he would be the upset one.
We then buried him with his rose, I kept getting him out of the box and stroking him beautiful soft fur one last time, but then we had to bury him. Then my fiancé and I had a cuddle and a cry, then removed all his medical paraphenalia from the living room where we'd been camping with Jesse on a rota basis for the past week in a 'little but often' feeding plan and constantly monitoring his breathing. It's been an exhausting week and watching the little dude suffer has been horrible.
If anyone's a music fan, I love this song...I'm called Kim and I have been known to dance around the living room with Jesse on my shoulder singing this to him like the saddo I am haha:
At the start of the week Machete was clearly missing Jesse (as we separated Jesse into his 'hospital box') and was sitting in his place, going in Jesse's tube and squeaking the place down, but as he's seen him ill for a week he may have already started grieving before he died.
Now we need to get another piggie for company. It's hard thinking we're already replacing Jesse so so soon (less than 24h after he passed to the big carrot in the sky) but then we realise we are not replacing him. He is irreplaceable, we are merely seeking another friend who will enrich our lives in a different way and be the little brother that Machete needs. Looking around rescue websites feels terrible though.
I cannot recommend Seers Croft vets enough and as soon as our next ill piggy shows signs of not feeling too great, we'll be taking him there despite the hour's drive. Their care, kindness, professionalism, efficiency and compassion is unparalleled - thanks
@Pebble for recommending them to us.
Thank you ALL for your support xxxxxx