Dom R
Junior Guinea Pig
Hi all,
Not sure if this is going to sound weird or not, but yeah.
Earlier today I've had to have Rodney put to sleep after discovering that he had Cavy Leukaemia, and he only had a few days left to live. I had recently noticed that he had swollen lymph nodes, but he was eating, drinking, moving and pooping perfectly normal. Until yesterday or the day before; when he started becoming inactive; this is when I knew for definite there was something wrong with him. Luckily I had a vet appointment for today anyways, as the pigs were getting mite injections; at this appointment is where I learned the devastating news, and although I didn't want to, I had to let him go.
So, to Rodney, although I didn't instantly bond with you when I first got you in May 2017, it grew slowly, and strengthened even more after January this year, when you first got sick with two abscesses, and with your strength and my unwillingness to give up on you, you survived that. After this you went from a really quiet and cheeky pig, to a really chatty, and still a cheeky pig. I would most definitely say that out of my four piggies that I had (Including you), we had the strongest bond, because of the previous reasons.
When I had the idea to adopt you, I wasn't too sure, as it was mainly for my significant other at the time; whom didn't really care for you, so I took over. You was originally a neighbouring pig, until Ash and Peanut decided to fight and I had to split them up; then Peanut took you under his paws and allowed you to stay with him, and you became even chattier and happy; even though you weren't supposed to be paired with another pig. I'll really miss the adorable things you did, such as trying to wheek and you just let air out instead of wheeking. Such as the little happy noises you made running around. The amount of food you ate, and the number of poops you produced, the times you peed on my lap. The times you greeted me when you wanted attention. The times you followed the same routines and how simple things had to be for you to be happy. The times you played games with me, tugging things away from me, such as the tub of oats that you kept stealing. All the time spent with you.
I didn't have enough time to say goodbye to you, but I definitely had the time to show you that I loved you. I had to make the decision quickly, and letting you go to a happier place was the best option, rather than letting you suffer for your final few days. I'm glad I had you, cared for you and showed you what love feels like, and I'm exceptionally happy that I managed to create so many pleasing memories with you.
So farewell Rodney, you may not be here running around anymore, but you will be in mine, my families and Peanut and Ash's memories. We loved you to bits, and your presence will be greatly missed.
Rest in peppers, Rodney
Not sure if this is going to sound weird or not, but yeah.
Earlier today I've had to have Rodney put to sleep after discovering that he had Cavy Leukaemia, and he only had a few days left to live. I had recently noticed that he had swollen lymph nodes, but he was eating, drinking, moving and pooping perfectly normal. Until yesterday or the day before; when he started becoming inactive; this is when I knew for definite there was something wrong with him. Luckily I had a vet appointment for today anyways, as the pigs were getting mite injections; at this appointment is where I learned the devastating news, and although I didn't want to, I had to let him go.
So, to Rodney, although I didn't instantly bond with you when I first got you in May 2017, it grew slowly, and strengthened even more after January this year, when you first got sick with two abscesses, and with your strength and my unwillingness to give up on you, you survived that. After this you went from a really quiet and cheeky pig, to a really chatty, and still a cheeky pig. I would most definitely say that out of my four piggies that I had (Including you), we had the strongest bond, because of the previous reasons.
When I had the idea to adopt you, I wasn't too sure, as it was mainly for my significant other at the time; whom didn't really care for you, so I took over. You was originally a neighbouring pig, until Ash and Peanut decided to fight and I had to split them up; then Peanut took you under his paws and allowed you to stay with him, and you became even chattier and happy; even though you weren't supposed to be paired with another pig. I'll really miss the adorable things you did, such as trying to wheek and you just let air out instead of wheeking. Such as the little happy noises you made running around. The amount of food you ate, and the number of poops you produced, the times you peed on my lap. The times you greeted me when you wanted attention. The times you followed the same routines and how simple things had to be for you to be happy. The times you played games with me, tugging things away from me, such as the tub of oats that you kept stealing. All the time spent with you.
I didn't have enough time to say goodbye to you, but I definitely had the time to show you that I loved you. I had to make the decision quickly, and letting you go to a happier place was the best option, rather than letting you suffer for your final few days. I'm glad I had you, cared for you and showed you what love feels like, and I'm exceptionally happy that I managed to create so many pleasing memories with you.
So farewell Rodney, you may not be here running around anymore, but you will be in mine, my families and Peanut and Ash's memories. We loved you to bits, and your presence will be greatly missed.
Rest in peppers, Rodney
