Its been around 2 years now since i lost my boy Mikey. He was handed into the vet practice in Edinburgh where my sister worked In 2011, a binman brought him in as someone has disposed of him with their rubbish into a wheelie bin
she bathed him, fed and watered him and sent me a picture once he'd been checked over. I was in work at an emergency vet in Glasgow, and i instantly fell for his beautiful face. I collected him the following day and he became my baby boy. He was estimated to be under a year old, and still to this day was the most friendliest, loving, intelligent piggy i have ever had the pleasure of knowing. He was a tiny boar at only 800g but was healthy. I didnt want a guinea pig before i had Mikey, i didnt think they where the pet for me as i had my dogs. But i fell in love, and had him neutered a while later and then adopted Crunchie to be his little friend. A year later i then adopted fudge. Fudge and Mikey where best friends, equally submissive and Crunchie was the bossy one that gave them a nudge to remind them. Shortly after adopting Fudge, mikey developed ringworm. He then developed anorexia, weight loss and diarrohea. A long 5 weeks later, and i got him through it all. My vets where shocked to see him alive still. Suddenly a couple of weeks later, he had laboured breathing and seemed puffy around his chest. Vet says it was a fat pad due to his fast weight gain and did nothing. The following morning i woke up to Mikey collapsed with fluid build up under all his skin- he was swollen all over. It was suspected he had sudden organ failure and died the same day at the young age of 3. Two years on and i still miss him, and wish he was here to snuggle Fudgey, who gets shunned and shouted at by any other pig she meets.
Sleep easy Mikey x

Sleep easy Mikey x
