CTWC
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How wonderful 
A new chapter in your story
A new chapter in your story
Thanks so much to all of you for still staying close to us, if only you could know how much difference you make with each message.
We took courage and did the trip to Coseley, Ginny is now home with the little boy we had reserved and a baby girl who happens to be the boy's daughter. They stayed in the pen around 30 min at the rescue and it all looks fine so far.
We didn't know this, but the boy was found dumped in a bin behind a Sainsburys in Wolverhampton over Christmas, together with a girl who turned out to be pregnant with 3 babies. They're all fine, boy and little girl are with us, the mom and the other 2 small ones are already reserved.
They were obviously meant to find you.
I hope that they are all settling in well. If necessary, do another bonding session on neutral ground at your home when you arrive.
Enjoy the baby antics but don't feel like you have to create an instant bond or like you have to push Olivia on the backburner. Let things evolve naturally and on their own. You are neither betraying Olivia because nobody can take away from you the special bond you have shared nor are you betraying Ginny and the new piggies from finding their own new happiness.
You are still free to cry when you need to but you are equally free to laugh at baby antics. You have just gone from skiing on a snowboard to skiing on two skis which move independently, but both are needed for you to move on. You just put more pressure on the one ski to make a turn and at other times you need to lean on the other side to not go off piste. It's going to be an emotional ride but the main thing is that you keep moving and processing and finding your very own balance between the two without feeling bad or guilty about anything.
Ps: Pictures please - of course, only once suitable.
Ok so we found that yawning is a fear-aggression behavior from Ginny, and that a lot depends on how it's received, the boy is not being aggressive as far as we're aware (he's not teeth chattering, keeping a distance). We want Ginny not to be stressed of course
What lovely news after such sadness.
That’s 2 piggies who t have landed on their paws in a new 5️ home.
They will soon occupy their own space in your hearts.
Hope all works out well as they settle in with Ginny.
I would give them the evening and the night in the bonding pen. Ginny is just insecure; she's not a natural leader. As long as the boy is not hostile, things are OK.
The baby is staying out of what is a hierarchy issue.
What lovely news after such sadness.
That’s 2 piggies who t have landed on their paws in a new 5️ home.
They will soon occupy their own space in your hearts.
Hope all works out well as they settle in with Ginny.
Perfect, we're on it. We'll move them in a different room and set up a pen. Just be clear, ideally the baby also needs to be in the pen with a Ginny and the boy?
Fingers crossed. Just leave them in in the bonding pen to work things out. It should make quite a difference to how they are back in the cage tomorrow.@Wiebke thanks for linking the relevant guides, we've been reading them as we were watching the piggies doing their thing in the pen.
Lots of chattering from Ginny and rumble strutting from the boy in the first hour, and an episode of nipping from the boy to Ginny, which was scary but didn't lead to blood, and overall keeping a good distance from one another.
But for the last 20 minutes they have been both under the same hide, laying down very close to the other, with no teeth chattering and just one instance of rumble strutting from the boy which didn't lead to fight or chase. The hide has 2 openings, both of them are free to run out anytime.
Maybe we're getting somewhere? Really really hope so
Morning how are they doing today?![]()
So good to see messages @CTWC and @Wiebke, I didn't have a chance to read them yet, I just got home from the vet and had a lot to process since. But I was PTSD mentioned in there and that's been in my mind all day. The flashbacks of the last week just don't stop.
I spared Martina the trip to the vet with Ginny and went alone, after only 4 days it was painful beyond explanation. They were gonna see us in the same room where we said goodbye to Olivia, I asked if we could be seen in a different room, not realizing we had been in the other room the day before Oliva passed away. I was going from catatonic to holding on screaming, until the vet saw Ginny and did an X-ray and then I sort of woke up.
Now, no sugarcoating this: Ginny has sludge. She was seen by a very good and decisive vet who gave her pain relief and recommended increased intake of water BUT if in a week if we see no significant improvement in another X-ray then we have to flush. And even if we see that improvement , we need to see the sludge gone in the following week, otherwise we have to flush. So on top of having to deal with this in this moment, now both me and Martina know that Olivia was not treated properly by the other 2 vets. I don't know what they were thinking with Olivia, and why we trusted them. We know now that this was the way to go when Olivia was still in good shape, we know it from the forum and we know it from today's vet in regards to Ginny. The only solace I can find is that Olivia wasn't aware and didn't care of all this, she enjoyed her life with us immensely, and this pain is only ours.
Now we put the helmet on again and fight for Ginny, while trying to juggle the whole bonding situation.
In other news, the boy is getting some floor time as I write and he's amazing to watch, if only we were in a different mindset!
Thanks @Wiebke. Sending you a big hug from both of us.We'll gather the strength and are already thinking of where to take her for the flushing.
Thank you.
The hardest part of being a carer is to understand yourself as a limited resource. In order to function for any length of time you need to look after yourself first before you can help others because if you don't, the other will ultimately suffer worse if there is only you to look after them and you come to the point where you can't.
And yes, I am doing exactly that for myself on this forum... I still have myself, 13 guinea pigs and a husband to look after who is no longer young and has his own health issues. If I have my little internal amber warning lights coming on, I will stop and delegate what can be delegated on here.
I just want to say again, me and Marti are close, and as you rightly say energies are limited, but good that you know when you need to stop, I think that is a discipline that takes a long training to master. Any support or practical help with things from us is just a message away, and please I don't mean just now that I/we are more present here
I am caring for Socks, my incredibly sweet little Syrian hamster, who is very old and has become very frail. I think he is approaching death now, which is very sad. He can no longer use his hamster wheel or climb about, not even into his ceramic dinner bowl. Every time I look at the things he used to use my memories of Socks as an energetic baby and later adult ham come back and I feel a sharp twinge of sorrow and loss. But I know that caring for a pet means looking at their debility in illness and old age and accepting it. He is still my friend, even though he is old and unwell. I have to accept that he is frail and mortal. Rodents reach old age sooner than we do, but they are so beautiful and such good friends that it is easy to forget their Achilles' heel. Old, wrinkly Socks with his kind eyes is a good boy, just as good as the wild young Socks he once wasI just want to say again, me and Marti are close, and as you rightly say energies are limited, but good that you know when you need to stop, I think that is a discipline that takes a long training to master. Any support or practical help with things from us is just a message away, and please I don't mean just now that I/we are more present here
I am caring for Socks, my incredibly sweet little Syrian hamster, who is very old and has become very frail. I think he is approaching death now, which is very sad. He can no longer use his hamster wheel or climb about, not even into his ceramic dinner bowl. Every time I look at the things he used to use my memories of Socks as an energetic baby and later adult ham come back and I feel a sharp twinge of sorrow and loss. But I know that caring for a pet means looking at their debility in illness and old age and accepting it. He is still my friend, even though he is old and unwell. I have to accept that he is frail and mortal. Rodents reach old age sooner than we do, but they are so beautiful and such good friends that it is easy to forget their Achilles' heel. Old, wrinkly Socks with his kind eyes is a good boy, just as good as the wild young Socks he once was![]()