Dasweetesttee
New Born Pup
I’m so broken right now. On October 29th, my piggy baby Oreo took his last breath in my arms. It happened so quickly. He came out of anesthesia late in the evening, was extremely restless and wanted us to pick him and was very confused. Before this, I found him crawling in the hay and went to pick him up since he needed to rest. We consoled him as he wheezed. Gave him pain meds for the pain. Hubby held him as he still whined and kept launching forward like he wanted to throw up.
Hubby held him a little bit longer and the wheezing seemed to go away so I held him and hugged him as he tried to walk and get on his feet. I watched him and cuddled with him just to soothe him. He still kept launching but I thought he just wanted to get up and walk.
While hubby was in the room getting the kids to sleep; and several minutes later, he launched forward again and my heart dropped. I tapped him gently on his back to see if that helped but he looked different. Much different. I immediately picked him up and heard him take his last breath. He suddenly went limp in my arms.
I rushed to get hubby but I knew it was too late. My baby, my sweet Oreo passed away in my arms. I can’t process this right now.
Many may think this is just an animal but Oreo wasn’t just an animal; he was my baby. He was the only thing I had left after losing his brother Casper 2 years ago. We previously had 6 guinea pigs while living in Vegas. Casper and Oreo were the 2 that weren’t rehomed. That story is in my bio.
We allowed his bonded friend Houdini be with his bestie so he could tell his mate goodbye.
On October 29th; I lost my baby.
On October 29th; my oldest baby lost her Nana.
This is too much…. How do I move on in this quiet and silence! No more wheeking for treats or when we rattled paper. No more cuddles and licks on my hand. I still don’t know what happened. I’ve been crying on and off since he passed. Does it get better?
Hubby held him a little bit longer and the wheezing seemed to go away so I held him and hugged him as he tried to walk and get on his feet. I watched him and cuddled with him just to soothe him. He still kept launching but I thought he just wanted to get up and walk.
While hubby was in the room getting the kids to sleep; and several minutes later, he launched forward again and my heart dropped. I tapped him gently on his back to see if that helped but he looked different. Much different. I immediately picked him up and heard him take his last breath. He suddenly went limp in my arms.
I rushed to get hubby but I knew it was too late. My baby, my sweet Oreo passed away in my arms. I can’t process this right now.
Many may think this is just an animal but Oreo wasn’t just an animal; he was my baby. He was the only thing I had left after losing his brother Casper 2 years ago. We previously had 6 guinea pigs while living in Vegas. Casper and Oreo were the 2 that weren’t rehomed. That story is in my bio.
We allowed his bonded friend Houdini be with his bestie so he could tell his mate goodbye.
On October 29th; I lost my baby.
On October 29th; my oldest baby lost her Nana.
This is too much…. How do I move on in this quiet and silence! No more wheeking for treats or when we rattled paper. No more cuddles and licks on my hand. I still don’t know what happened. I’ve been crying on and off since he passed. Does it get better?
Watching them cross the rainbow bridge can be quite traumatic (((hugs))) Sleep tight Oreo He’s at peace now x
