Tokyo_Piggies
Junior Guinea Pig
Our very first piggy Peaches, and the very reason we opened our small rescue, crossed over the rainbow bridge on September 30.
She was truly a special piggy for us, and for everyone she met; my Facebook page is filled with message of support and condolences. I think Peaches had special ability to make people happy by just holding her.
Sometimes I find myself blaming so much for many choices I made - why did I spend so much time for a rabbit rescue on the very last weekend of Peachs' life, when I could have stayed home and spend time with her and her sisters? Maybe I could have noticed that she might be in pain then? Why did I took her to the specialist vet by train Peaches and I barely knew, not asking for home visit (our vet was closed on that day, by sad coincidence)? She must have been terrified by strange environment and noises - it breaks my heart to think that I left her there for 8 hrs, believing it must be the best for her to go through treatment, only to find Peaches not being able to stand and they could not do much checkups and treatment because she was too weak
On the last night, she was lying on the fleece blanket, looking so weak - my partner and I were calling her name and telling her how much we love her, etc...then I decided to clean out her sisters' cages, thinking I needed to prepare for another long night. My partner went out to get some food for piggies and us, I gave quick cleaning of the C&C cages for her sisters, going back to Peaches every time I did something (changing water bottle, check on Peaches, giving veggies to her sisters, check on Peaches..etc).
And when I did the last action (changing water for her sister), I found her on the blanket, breathing so weak. I paged my husband, he came back flying - when he called her name and took her in his arms, she gave him a small smile and drew her last breath. I think she was so kind that she waited for my husband, so that he won't miss his chance to hold her again
We had her cremated on the next night; our landlady, who adored Peaches so much, came to pay her respect. She made sweet ribbon decoration for Peaches, to put it in the coffin with her - she told us how much love and joy Peaches gave her (she pigsat for us once - Peaches loved our landlady so much, she almost fell asleep in her laps). Even the pet funeral service rep was visibly fighting back tears. We held a small ceremony for Peaches then - put flowers on Peaches' small small coffin, and said farewell to her.
Peaches, my darling girl - you were one magical piggy, weren't you? I will miss you every day, for the rest of my life - and I promise you, my dear girl, to fight for the piggies in need - I hope I can make you feel proud.
She was truly a special piggy for us, and for everyone she met; my Facebook page is filled with message of support and condolences. I think Peaches had special ability to make people happy by just holding her.
Sometimes I find myself blaming so much for many choices I made - why did I spend so much time for a rabbit rescue on the very last weekend of Peachs' life, when I could have stayed home and spend time with her and her sisters? Maybe I could have noticed that she might be in pain then? Why did I took her to the specialist vet by train Peaches and I barely knew, not asking for home visit (our vet was closed on that day, by sad coincidence)? She must have been terrified by strange environment and noises - it breaks my heart to think that I left her there for 8 hrs, believing it must be the best for her to go through treatment, only to find Peaches not being able to stand and they could not do much checkups and treatment because she was too weak
On the last night, she was lying on the fleece blanket, looking so weak - my partner and I were calling her name and telling her how much we love her, etc...then I decided to clean out her sisters' cages, thinking I needed to prepare for another long night. My partner went out to get some food for piggies and us, I gave quick cleaning of the C&C cages for her sisters, going back to Peaches every time I did something (changing water bottle, check on Peaches, giving veggies to her sisters, check on Peaches..etc).
And when I did the last action (changing water for her sister), I found her on the blanket, breathing so weak. I paged my husband, he came back flying - when he called her name and took her in his arms, she gave him a small smile and drew her last breath. I think she was so kind that she waited for my husband, so that he won't miss his chance to hold her again
We had her cremated on the next night; our landlady, who adored Peaches so much, came to pay her respect. She made sweet ribbon decoration for Peaches, to put it in the coffin with her - she told us how much love and joy Peaches gave her (she pigsat for us once - Peaches loved our landlady so much, she almost fell asleep in her laps). Even the pet funeral service rep was visibly fighting back tears. We held a small ceremony for Peaches then - put flowers on Peaches' small small coffin, and said farewell to her.
Peaches, my darling girl - you were one magical piggy, weren't you? I will miss you every day, for the rest of my life - and I promise you, my dear girl, to fight for the piggies in need - I hope I can make you feel proud.
