Gingerspider
Junior Guinea Pig
Today we had to say goodbye to our absolute world after a short but traumatic illness. Our sassy little diva, Kurt.
After losing yet another beloved doggy pal a few years ago, we swore we wouldn't get another pet but the temptation was too strong and (before I realised this wasn't something you should do) a trip to the pet shop, saw me face to face with little wurly haired Martin and I was in love. I was drawn to him so much, I nearly had a barny with another lady over him! I knew piggies needed friends and so I asked to take whichever piggie he got on with best...little did I know, he would be the one to steal our hearts!
Kurt was poorly from the start and we had to nurse him round from a severe UTI for the first 3 weeks. Not long after recovering from that he got an ear infection, which required even more care. Luckily he recovered well and went on for another blissful year, happy and healthy and our time looking after him probably helped our love grow.
Martin, although a silly, sweet pig was always a bit of a coward and doesn't like human interaction...Kurt on the other hand was a major show off.
He loved doing zoomies round his playpen but only seemed to enjoy it when we were watching. He would stop when we went out of the room then run up to the side and zoom off again as soon as we came back in. When the salad bag came rustling, hed always run out and stand on two legs to poke his head up for maximum snacks! He had so many silly, funny and sweet personality traits. He was very small but very bold and absolutely loved a natter. Everywhere he went he would be singing his own personal theme tune!
Both piggies have always been wary of human hands. We had to devise a fleece teepee method and heard them in to get them in and out of the cage, although once out and on laps/chests, theyd happily put up with us for a carrot or two.
We decided a few months ago to try and extend their lap time to get them used to us and would joke about them one day being so calm theyd fall asleep on us. Well I was the lucky lady who's dream came true, when only 10 days ago, Kurt, curled up happily and nodded off. He had been doing this on me for the last 10 days and honestly, I felt so blessed that he felt so much trust and contentment. It was a very special feeling.
The boys came into our lives just before the world went dark. They have been our constant and sometimes our only true sense of joy in such a depressing year. This has really made our loss, so much more difficult to cope with. I never thought I could feel so desperately sad about any non human family. I have lost many furry friends over the years but we are both struggling to come to terms with this actual angel leaving us all so soon. We have both cried for many days and I'm sure many of you will know its made even more difficult by others lack of empathy. But how could they understand? They never met Kurt! They never saw his cheeky looks, his wiggly white butt and his juicy big lips. They never heard him chattering away, his morning 'feed me alarm clocks' and his happy little exploratory notes of joy. They never felt his beautiful little eyes close and he curled up all cosy on their chest and they never saw his strength when he battled so hard, against so much to try and stay with us.
To Kurt and all the beautiful rainbow piggies, who have brought us so much happiness and joy. Fly high little ones!
After losing yet another beloved doggy pal a few years ago, we swore we wouldn't get another pet but the temptation was too strong and (before I realised this wasn't something you should do) a trip to the pet shop, saw me face to face with little wurly haired Martin and I was in love. I was drawn to him so much, I nearly had a barny with another lady over him! I knew piggies needed friends and so I asked to take whichever piggie he got on with best...little did I know, he would be the one to steal our hearts!
Kurt was poorly from the start and we had to nurse him round from a severe UTI for the first 3 weeks. Not long after recovering from that he got an ear infection, which required even more care. Luckily he recovered well and went on for another blissful year, happy and healthy and our time looking after him probably helped our love grow.
Martin, although a silly, sweet pig was always a bit of a coward and doesn't like human interaction...Kurt on the other hand was a major show off.
He loved doing zoomies round his playpen but only seemed to enjoy it when we were watching. He would stop when we went out of the room then run up to the side and zoom off again as soon as we came back in. When the salad bag came rustling, hed always run out and stand on two legs to poke his head up for maximum snacks! He had so many silly, funny and sweet personality traits. He was very small but very bold and absolutely loved a natter. Everywhere he went he would be singing his own personal theme tune!
Both piggies have always been wary of human hands. We had to devise a fleece teepee method and heard them in to get them in and out of the cage, although once out and on laps/chests, theyd happily put up with us for a carrot or two.
We decided a few months ago to try and extend their lap time to get them used to us and would joke about them one day being so calm theyd fall asleep on us. Well I was the lucky lady who's dream came true, when only 10 days ago, Kurt, curled up happily and nodded off. He had been doing this on me for the last 10 days and honestly, I felt so blessed that he felt so much trust and contentment. It was a very special feeling.
The boys came into our lives just before the world went dark. They have been our constant and sometimes our only true sense of joy in such a depressing year. This has really made our loss, so much more difficult to cope with. I never thought I could feel so desperately sad about any non human family. I have lost many furry friends over the years but we are both struggling to come to terms with this actual angel leaving us all so soon. We have both cried for many days and I'm sure many of you will know its made even more difficult by others lack of empathy. But how could they understand? They never met Kurt! They never saw his cheeky looks, his wiggly white butt and his juicy big lips. They never heard him chattering away, his morning 'feed me alarm clocks' and his happy little exploratory notes of joy. They never felt his beautiful little eyes close and he curled up all cosy on their chest and they never saw his strength when he battled so hard, against so much to try and stay with us.
To Kurt and all the beautiful rainbow piggies, who have brought us so much happiness and joy. Fly high little ones!
Sleep tight Kurt xx
