Jesse's pigs
Adult Guinea Pig
Some of you may remember me and my boys from when I posted more frequently - the two hooligans Mo and Steve, (@mo_steve_delightful.duo for those who may follow their instagram) and I'm back baring extremely sad news.
You see my baby Mo, with his sexy ginger stripe and mohawk, is no longer with us and I'm devastated to say the least. As you all know he certainly gave me some scares during his life and unfortunately last Thursday he gave me a scare neither of us could defeat.
After several vet consultations and hard choices, I had to let my best friend go and it was the hardest goodbye I've had to make yet. Mo wasn't old (he'd be 3 this January). He wasn't neglected. He lived the life of a king right up to the end and that's why I don't understand how everything went so utterly wrong so quickly.
His right eye appeared bulgy Thursday evening, but there was no marks/discharge or reddening to be seen and after squabbling I had to separate the boys (though it wasn't squabbling that caused the eye). I of course took him straight to the vets Friday who couldn't give us an accurate diagnosis, but did confirm that my baby no longer had any sight in that eye. He was prescribed eye drops and loxicam incase of inflammation and also received a shot in the hopes that it was just an infection as everything else was fine - temperature/weight/chest/teeth/ears.
Fastforward to Monday, and his eye had gotten progressively worse. Pupil cloudy and red. I had up till now thought he had a tumour, and that this reddening was some hope- surely this meant an ulcer!? Yet after a second rushed vet visit, and ulcer was immediately turned down. There was pressure behind the eye and it would need removing asap. Yet the vet couldn't guarantee that it wasn't tumour behind the eye and if it was an abcess Mo likely wouldn't bode well on the antibiotics afterward (he had baytril in the past that saw him stop eating).
The selfish part of me wanted to do the surgery and go with the chance it wasn't a tumour. He wasnt eating as much, but he was still eating and though he wasn't moving how he used too, right there on the scales he was sniffing about investigating. And yet it wasn't fair. He hated all the poking already and I could see how stressed he was getting. He was in pain.
So I asked to put him to sleep. With him in my arms giving me kisses as if comforting me!
I feel like a murderer. He wasn't fully gone if you know what I mean. He was still Mo par the eye and yet I don't know if he'd been Mo afterward. I'd do anything to have him back. Just this time last week I could cuddle him whenever I wanted and now he's gone. It all happened so quickly.
Mo was always there to greet me in the morning with kisses and had such a quirky character. He never failed to pose for pictures (as his instagram shows) and he has to be the friendliest piggy I've owned. He came when called and bonded so closely with me that I'm not sure ill ever have a guinea pig share that bond again. He was excellent with Steve and accepted him straight away when I bought him home. I loved him so darn much and I never expected to not have him this Christmas- I never expected too lose him this soon at all. I'll forever love him and miss him as dearly.
Right now, I'm of course looking after Steve because he loved Mo just as much, if not more, then anyone.
I love you so much Mo and I'm sorry you had to leave me so soon. Xx rest in peace my ginger little boy. Until we meet again.
You see my baby Mo, with his sexy ginger stripe and mohawk, is no longer with us and I'm devastated to say the least. As you all know he certainly gave me some scares during his life and unfortunately last Thursday he gave me a scare neither of us could defeat.
After several vet consultations and hard choices, I had to let my best friend go and it was the hardest goodbye I've had to make yet. Mo wasn't old (he'd be 3 this January). He wasn't neglected. He lived the life of a king right up to the end and that's why I don't understand how everything went so utterly wrong so quickly.
His right eye appeared bulgy Thursday evening, but there was no marks/discharge or reddening to be seen and after squabbling I had to separate the boys (though it wasn't squabbling that caused the eye). I of course took him straight to the vets Friday who couldn't give us an accurate diagnosis, but did confirm that my baby no longer had any sight in that eye. He was prescribed eye drops and loxicam incase of inflammation and also received a shot in the hopes that it was just an infection as everything else was fine - temperature/weight/chest/teeth/ears.
Fastforward to Monday, and his eye had gotten progressively worse. Pupil cloudy and red. I had up till now thought he had a tumour, and that this reddening was some hope- surely this meant an ulcer!? Yet after a second rushed vet visit, and ulcer was immediately turned down. There was pressure behind the eye and it would need removing asap. Yet the vet couldn't guarantee that it wasn't tumour behind the eye and if it was an abcess Mo likely wouldn't bode well on the antibiotics afterward (he had baytril in the past that saw him stop eating).
The selfish part of me wanted to do the surgery and go with the chance it wasn't a tumour. He wasnt eating as much, but he was still eating and though he wasn't moving how he used too, right there on the scales he was sniffing about investigating. And yet it wasn't fair. He hated all the poking already and I could see how stressed he was getting. He was in pain.
So I asked to put him to sleep. With him in my arms giving me kisses as if comforting me!
I feel like a murderer. He wasn't fully gone if you know what I mean. He was still Mo par the eye and yet I don't know if he'd been Mo afterward. I'd do anything to have him back. Just this time last week I could cuddle him whenever I wanted and now he's gone. It all happened so quickly.
Mo was always there to greet me in the morning with kisses and had such a quirky character. He never failed to pose for pictures (as his instagram shows) and he has to be the friendliest piggy I've owned. He came when called and bonded so closely with me that I'm not sure ill ever have a guinea pig share that bond again. He was excellent with Steve and accepted him straight away when I bought him home. I loved him so darn much and I never expected to not have him this Christmas- I never expected too lose him this soon at all. I'll forever love him and miss him as dearly.
Right now, I'm of course looking after Steve because he loved Mo just as much, if not more, then anyone.
I love you so much Mo and I'm sorry you had to leave me so soon. Xx rest in peace my ginger little boy. Until we meet again.
xx
