Ali-bongo
Junior Guinea Pig
So I love pigs like mad! Always I the first to coo over one, for many reasons I haven’t kept pigs myself for about 5 years. I started a totally new new career, in a nursery school 6 weeks ago, due to covid they shut down a week early for Xmas. I went back in with my 12 year old daughter to help clean and close down. A colleague said to me as we opened up the door to go in, “Oh I must feed the guinea pig” For 6 weeks I hadn’t herd anything about a pig! and I’m usually first to go be nosey at a piggy!
“oh” I said “I’ll go!” So my daughter and I went up to find two large two tiered hutches, one empty and one covered, with new sawdust in.
we opened the door and my daughter immediately said “ oh mummy!”
In the very corner alone was a tiny mass of knotted fur. I immediately took off my scarf and picked it up, he was alive! and so pleased to see us! All I felt was bones, all I saw was bleary eyes! he hid deep in my scarf, Not moving. he’d had no foodstuffs at all, dry bottle, no hay! He’d must of been like this ages to be the bag of bones he was.
I took him inside where we found my boss on FaceTime to the other girl, I said my peace in disgust and showed her the state of a living creature and that he’d be coming home with us. No argument!
He drank solidly for about 5 min and ate hungrily tiny slices of an apple (all I had suitable) and my daughter cuddled him in a scarf all day to keep him warm till I had finished work after lunch.
I borrowed an indoor cage from a friend who keeps rabbits and pigs, bought carefresh bedding, hay, ready grass, Burgess pellets, bran, got a Amazon box for a bed, parsley red pepper and spinach and took him home to set up.
He ate and drank well! We left him overnight to warm up and refuel.
I checked him in the morning, alive! He had overgrown nails, bumbled foot on front feet from dirty bed and standing hunched in same place for hours/days. Disgusting long poo embedded matted hair.
A good hair cut and warm bath later cuddled in a fluffy towel to dry I booked a vet appointment, came home with pain relief, antibiotics and ivermectin.
We renamed him Melvin
He weighs 80g! ( In stupidity forgot to weigh him the day I got him)
I think he’s 3-4 years old and has lived alone for a long time.
soooo friendly and cuddly
Am doing our best today I have bought critical care to feed him as his belly is less empty but not putting on weight on his bones
Any help will be much appreciated xx
“oh” I said “I’ll go!” So my daughter and I went up to find two large two tiered hutches, one empty and one covered, with new sawdust in.
we opened the door and my daughter immediately said “ oh mummy!”
In the very corner alone was a tiny mass of knotted fur. I immediately took off my scarf and picked it up, he was alive! and so pleased to see us! All I felt was bones, all I saw was bleary eyes! he hid deep in my scarf, Not moving. he’d had no foodstuffs at all, dry bottle, no hay! He’d must of been like this ages to be the bag of bones he was.
I took him inside where we found my boss on FaceTime to the other girl, I said my peace in disgust and showed her the state of a living creature and that he’d be coming home with us. No argument!
He drank solidly for about 5 min and ate hungrily tiny slices of an apple (all I had suitable) and my daughter cuddled him in a scarf all day to keep him warm till I had finished work after lunch.
I borrowed an indoor cage from a friend who keeps rabbits and pigs, bought carefresh bedding, hay, ready grass, Burgess pellets, bran, got a Amazon box for a bed, parsley red pepper and spinach and took him home to set up.
He ate and drank well! We left him overnight to warm up and refuel.
I checked him in the morning, alive! He had overgrown nails, bumbled foot on front feet from dirty bed and standing hunched in same place for hours/days. Disgusting long poo embedded matted hair.
A good hair cut and warm bath later cuddled in a fluffy towel to dry I booked a vet appointment, came home with pain relief, antibiotics and ivermectin.
We renamed him Melvin
He weighs 80g! ( In stupidity forgot to weigh him the day I got him)
I think he’s 3-4 years old and has lived alone for a long time.
soooo friendly and cuddly
Am doing our best today I have bought critical care to feed him as his belly is less empty but not putting on weight on his bones
Any help will be much appreciated xx