danuutka
Junior Guinea Pig
Hello, as some of you may know, I tragically lost my sweet Benio around a month ago. I am still finding it extremely difficult, and I have had to contact my university about my circumstances and have also been referred to counselling. I'm really struggling with bonding with and appreciating my remaining guinea pigs after his loss.
I wanted to post in this website, because on many other pet loss pages, I feel like cat/dog owners often don't understand how a "rodent" can have such an impact on one's life.
I'll start off by describing my bond with Benio. We were inseparable. I referred to him as my 'soulmate'. I understood him, and he understood me. If I was in the room, he wanted nothing to do with anyone else. Their cage was always by my bed, and he would make sure to lay as close to me in the cage. He would actively seek me out so that I would give him strokes, to which he would purr like crazy and give me piggy kisses. Every morning when I woke up, he demanded that I said HI to him and gave him a cuddle, or else he would just lay across my feet and not let me move. Ever since he was a baby, it seems like his prey instincts never turned on - he was happiest when he was with his human, and loved nothing more than to fall asleep on/near me. He rarely ever slept with his eyes open, he was so comfortable to just shut his eyes and go into deep sleep. He was so emotionally smart, it's like he knew what I needed. He was my therapy pet - any time anything was wrong with my mental health, Benio would make it better. His presence and love worked more effectively than any medication or therapy I have ever had. As you can see, I had a very deep bond with him - there are so many examples, but it is painful to remember what was and never will be again.
Benio had a younger companion named Ozzie. Ozzie is a firecracker. He is independent, smart (sometimes too smart), agile and very VERY sassy. Every morning he chatters at me, because I haven't given him his food quickly enough. He is one of those guinea pigs that HATES cuddles or affection. If you even try to pick him up, he will fight with all of his might to get away from you. I used to think that I did something wrong in bringing him up, but now I know that piggies just have different personalities. He's tame, in the sense that he will happily sleep around me, he'll take food from me and approach me, but any physical contact is a no go. He's just not affectionate. And after his bereavement, he was bonded with a baby Miki - who is turning out to have a very similar personality. Very independent, happy to co-exist with humans, but from a distance.
It probably sounds selfish, but I'm really struggling with bonding with and spending time with Ozzie and Miki. I guess a selfish part of me was hoping that with Benio being gone, one of the other piggies would take the spot of an emotional support/therapy animal. I know it was silly to think that, but it has caused me to withdraw from them massively. Every time I sit with them, I just feel rejected by them, and going from what I had with Benio to what I have with these two is like night and day. Benio also made Ozzie tolerate and trust humans more, so without him, he has regressed massively in this aspect.
Is this normal? How do I overcome this?
I wanted to post in this website, because on many other pet loss pages, I feel like cat/dog owners often don't understand how a "rodent" can have such an impact on one's life.
I'll start off by describing my bond with Benio. We were inseparable. I referred to him as my 'soulmate'. I understood him, and he understood me. If I was in the room, he wanted nothing to do with anyone else. Their cage was always by my bed, and he would make sure to lay as close to me in the cage. He would actively seek me out so that I would give him strokes, to which he would purr like crazy and give me piggy kisses. Every morning when I woke up, he demanded that I said HI to him and gave him a cuddle, or else he would just lay across my feet and not let me move. Ever since he was a baby, it seems like his prey instincts never turned on - he was happiest when he was with his human, and loved nothing more than to fall asleep on/near me. He rarely ever slept with his eyes open, he was so comfortable to just shut his eyes and go into deep sleep. He was so emotionally smart, it's like he knew what I needed. He was my therapy pet - any time anything was wrong with my mental health, Benio would make it better. His presence and love worked more effectively than any medication or therapy I have ever had. As you can see, I had a very deep bond with him - there are so many examples, but it is painful to remember what was and never will be again.
Benio had a younger companion named Ozzie. Ozzie is a firecracker. He is independent, smart (sometimes too smart), agile and very VERY sassy. Every morning he chatters at me, because I haven't given him his food quickly enough. He is one of those guinea pigs that HATES cuddles or affection. If you even try to pick him up, he will fight with all of his might to get away from you. I used to think that I did something wrong in bringing him up, but now I know that piggies just have different personalities. He's tame, in the sense that he will happily sleep around me, he'll take food from me and approach me, but any physical contact is a no go. He's just not affectionate. And after his bereavement, he was bonded with a baby Miki - who is turning out to have a very similar personality. Very independent, happy to co-exist with humans, but from a distance.
It probably sounds selfish, but I'm really struggling with bonding with and spending time with Ozzie and Miki. I guess a selfish part of me was hoping that with Benio being gone, one of the other piggies would take the spot of an emotional support/therapy animal. I know it was silly to think that, but it has caused me to withdraw from them massively. Every time I sit with them, I just feel rejected by them, and going from what I had with Benio to what I have with these two is like night and day. Benio also made Ozzie tolerate and trust humans more, so without him, he has regressed massively in this aspect.
Is this normal? How do I overcome this?