Belinda Shute
Junior Guinea Pig
Felt absolutely terrible this week. Ethel, one of my older girls, has been having trouble eating and it turned out that she had a jaw infection. John Chitty, her vet, prescribed the meds and she seemed loads better the day after her visit to the vets.
A couple of days later she had really gone downhill and I took her and her sister Dotty to the vets, where they agreed to take them both in order to sort out Ethel. They have had to assist feed her with CC and she was in a pretty bad way. I went to the vets on Friday with the idea of suggesting to John that Ethel should be put to sleep. I said I would be guided by him and he said to give her a couple more days to see if she turned a corner. Laura, the head nurse, was amazing. I got upset and so did she. We were blubbing together when I suggested pts. Laura talked to me for nearly an hour and a half and it was nearly 6.45 when I left that evening,
John was so right to give her a chance. I went straight home and found her the juiciest dandelions and grass I could and have been syringe feeding for England this weekend!
She looks miles better - her coat is shiny again, her eyes have got their sparkle back and she is eating on her own. I still think we have a way to go, but she is so different to Friday night!
I feel so bad for thinking of having her pts on Friday and got quite upset yesterday at the thought that I might not now have her with me!
I'm so glad I took the vets advice, but feel really guilty too!
A couple of days later she had really gone downhill and I took her and her sister Dotty to the vets, where they agreed to take them both in order to sort out Ethel. They have had to assist feed her with CC and she was in a pretty bad way. I went to the vets on Friday with the idea of suggesting to John that Ethel should be put to sleep. I said I would be guided by him and he said to give her a couple more days to see if she turned a corner. Laura, the head nurse, was amazing. I got upset and so did she. We were blubbing together when I suggested pts. Laura talked to me for nearly an hour and a half and it was nearly 6.45 when I left that evening,
John was so right to give her a chance. I went straight home and found her the juiciest dandelions and grass I could and have been syringe feeding for England this weekend!
She looks miles better - her coat is shiny again, her eyes have got their sparkle back and she is eating on her own. I still think we have a way to go, but she is so different to Friday night!
I feel so bad for thinking of having her pts on Friday and got quite upset yesterday at the thought that I might not now have her with me!
I'm so glad I took the vets advice, but feel really guilty too!