Mudpuppy
Junior Guinea Pig
Hi piggy slaves,
:-(
I'm reaching out for some virtual hugs from like minded people please
I had to put the last pig I own (he was bereaved last year), 3.5 year old boar Piglet to sleep yesterday afternoon and it came quite suddenly and as a bit of a shock so I'm really upset.
He overcame a bad bout of gut stasis last September, and was ok til a few weeks back when he started with a bit of impaction. The vet checked him out and it was put down to just getting older. So I would check him and clean him out when needed. I've been working from home the last few weeks and my friends on facebook suggested I did a daily fun photo of him with a caption from him about his 'Hooman' to cheer everyone up, so 'Piglet's Pigtures' was born. As I was home, he had some more company during this time, and despite hating being picked up, I think he enjoyed posing for photos!
Yesterday morning I noticed his breathing was markedly slower and more obvious. So as it was Easter Sunday I called the out of hours and got him an emergency appointment 40 miles away. He was getting worse by the minute- it was scary. Because of COVID19 I had to drop his carrier off at the door and go sit in the car whilst they had a look at him. They then called back to tell me the worst, his little body was shutting down and they reckoned as he was still pooping, peeing and eating, there will have been something major going on without us knowing as they hide it so well. I was able to pick him up and take him back to the car for some final cuddles and photos, before dropping him off at the door again, and picking him up once he'd passed over
Because of the situation and my trying to adhere to the regulations as strictly as possible, I only had a really short time with him for quick cuddles before burying him. I keep replaying this in my mind, wishing I had made it last longer or concentrated more on the cuddles. I keep replaying the last few days wondering if I missed some signs of him going downhill, and I keep trying to recall whether I did all my usual morning/night routines of saying morning, night, love you etc... I think I did, I just can't stop replaying these things in my mind. I wish I had known he was living his final days so I could have heaped twice as much hay in his cage. He loved hay, and although he had enough of it to eat and for bedding/nesting in, I was always worried about stocks due to covid. I also feel massively guilty for being so upset when there are people losing their family members and not being able to say their goodbyes due to this horrendous situation... at least I had a quick cuddle
After his cage mate Snowball passed, I decided that I couldn't start again with being a new mummy, as I get far too upset, so Piglet would be my last pig. So I'm going to really struggle with clearing his things and emptying his cage
Please tell me all this will pass in time, and I will just be left with the good memories x
Attached, a couple from the 'Piglet's Pigtures' series... he managed 30 x
Thank you xx
:-(
I'm reaching out for some virtual hugs from like minded people please
I had to put the last pig I own (he was bereaved last year), 3.5 year old boar Piglet to sleep yesterday afternoon and it came quite suddenly and as a bit of a shock so I'm really upset.He overcame a bad bout of gut stasis last September, and was ok til a few weeks back when he started with a bit of impaction. The vet checked him out and it was put down to just getting older. So I would check him and clean him out when needed. I've been working from home the last few weeks and my friends on facebook suggested I did a daily fun photo of him with a caption from him about his 'Hooman' to cheer everyone up, so 'Piglet's Pigtures' was born. As I was home, he had some more company during this time, and despite hating being picked up, I think he enjoyed posing for photos!
Yesterday morning I noticed his breathing was markedly slower and more obvious. So as it was Easter Sunday I called the out of hours and got him an emergency appointment 40 miles away. He was getting worse by the minute- it was scary. Because of COVID19 I had to drop his carrier off at the door and go sit in the car whilst they had a look at him. They then called back to tell me the worst, his little body was shutting down and they reckoned as he was still pooping, peeing and eating, there will have been something major going on without us knowing as they hide it so well. I was able to pick him up and take him back to the car for some final cuddles and photos, before dropping him off at the door again, and picking him up once he'd passed over
Because of the situation and my trying to adhere to the regulations as strictly as possible, I only had a really short time with him for quick cuddles before burying him. I keep replaying this in my mind, wishing I had made it last longer or concentrated more on the cuddles. I keep replaying the last few days wondering if I missed some signs of him going downhill, and I keep trying to recall whether I did all my usual morning/night routines of saying morning, night, love you etc... I think I did, I just can't stop replaying these things in my mind. I wish I had known he was living his final days so I could have heaped twice as much hay in his cage. He loved hay, and although he had enough of it to eat and for bedding/nesting in, I was always worried about stocks due to covid. I also feel massively guilty for being so upset when there are people losing their family members and not being able to say their goodbyes due to this horrendous situation... at least I had a quick cuddle
After his cage mate Snowball passed, I decided that I couldn't start again with being a new mummy, as I get far too upset, so Piglet would be my last pig. So I'm going to really struggle with clearing his things and emptying his cage
Please tell me all this will pass in time, and I will just be left with the good memories x
Attached, a couple from the 'Piglet's Pigtures' series... he managed 30 x
Thank you xx
