Hello, firstly apologies for the length of this post. I felt like I needed to post here with like minded piggy lovers who will understand as my heart is very sore and I can't function when any of my beloved piggies are unwell.
My sweet 8 year old ( this Saturday) Pinky boy is nearing the end of his life. He has been losing weight, struggling to eat and drooling a lot. I had him under GA to check his teeth as he is still very interested in food and still a lively little sweetheart. They couldn't see a problem with his incisors or his molars and think it could be a problem with his throat. However the vet never looked down his throat. He amazingly recovered from the GA and I helped him with some syringe feeds and have been giving him metacam twice a day. He's still very active and vocal and very hungry, however he is drooling terribly and is still losing weight.
He really does look like a poor little skinny soul and although he is wanting to eat, he struggles and can only eat very slowly and seems to have some problems with swallowing. He is so bony and fragile.
I feel that it's unfair to keep him going for my selfish reasons. He's had a wonderful life with 3 different family groups - first he lived with his Dad, with his Mum and sister nearby in another enclosure then he was neutered and re-united with his Mum and sister until they passed. After he lost his family members, I located three baby girls from a family living locally for him to live with. We lost one of the girls - Bramble, at only 6 months old. She had an aggressive tumour growing in her bowel that the vet identified whilst she was undergoing surgery. She had to be PTS there and then. That was so upsetting and unexpected.
Peaches and Rosie are the other two companions who are almost 3 years old and this morning I had to rush Peaches to the vet. She seemed in pain and was hunched and sitting alone in the corner. She was very swollen (vet said air) and the vet gave her two injections. One metacam and the other a relaxant. She seems to be ok now and is eating and pooing normally. However the vet noticed she has several large, hard Lumps about her abdomen that I was told were too numerous to remove. That means if Peaches leaves us, Rosie will be alone. Another lone piggy. This has happened all in 1 week. Why do things happen all at once?
I honestly can't imagine my life without guinea pigs. I've always had them in my life. But I think the pain of losing them actually gets worse, the older I get.
I suppose my main focus right now is when to let Pinky go. What would you all do? Because he is so interested in eating I just don't know what to do. Keep syringe feeding until he shows no interest, even though he is drooling so much? His weight in Feb was 800g, March 775g, April 745g, yesterday 714g and today 698g. He's slowly wasting away but seems determined to keep going. He's an amazing little character
I would consider myself to be a fairly strong individual and I feel quite embarrassed that I seem to fall apart when anything is wrong with my animals. It's almost like I feel like reverting to being a small child again, who can't cope and just wants to curl up under the covers and howl and wail. How dramatic I know. But it's exactly how I feel and I find such comfort in this forum.
Thank you
My sweet 8 year old ( this Saturday) Pinky boy is nearing the end of his life. He has been losing weight, struggling to eat and drooling a lot. I had him under GA to check his teeth as he is still very interested in food and still a lively little sweetheart. They couldn't see a problem with his incisors or his molars and think it could be a problem with his throat. However the vet never looked down his throat. He amazingly recovered from the GA and I helped him with some syringe feeds and have been giving him metacam twice a day. He's still very active and vocal and very hungry, however he is drooling terribly and is still losing weight.
He really does look like a poor little skinny soul and although he is wanting to eat, he struggles and can only eat very slowly and seems to have some problems with swallowing. He is so bony and fragile.
I feel that it's unfair to keep him going for my selfish reasons. He's had a wonderful life with 3 different family groups - first he lived with his Dad, with his Mum and sister nearby in another enclosure then he was neutered and re-united with his Mum and sister until they passed. After he lost his family members, I located three baby girls from a family living locally for him to live with. We lost one of the girls - Bramble, at only 6 months old. She had an aggressive tumour growing in her bowel that the vet identified whilst she was undergoing surgery. She had to be PTS there and then. That was so upsetting and unexpected.
Peaches and Rosie are the other two companions who are almost 3 years old and this morning I had to rush Peaches to the vet. She seemed in pain and was hunched and sitting alone in the corner. She was very swollen (vet said air) and the vet gave her two injections. One metacam and the other a relaxant. She seems to be ok now and is eating and pooing normally. However the vet noticed she has several large, hard Lumps about her abdomen that I was told were too numerous to remove. That means if Peaches leaves us, Rosie will be alone. Another lone piggy. This has happened all in 1 week. Why do things happen all at once?
I honestly can't imagine my life without guinea pigs. I've always had them in my life. But I think the pain of losing them actually gets worse, the older I get.
I suppose my main focus right now is when to let Pinky go. What would you all do? Because he is so interested in eating I just don't know what to do. Keep syringe feeding until he shows no interest, even though he is drooling so much? His weight in Feb was 800g, March 775g, April 745g, yesterday 714g and today 698g. He's slowly wasting away but seems determined to keep going. He's an amazing little character
I would consider myself to be a fairly strong individual and I feel quite embarrassed that I seem to fall apart when anything is wrong with my animals. It's almost like I feel like reverting to being a small child again, who can't cope and just wants to curl up under the covers and howl and wail. How dramatic I know. But it's exactly how I feel and I find such comfort in this forum.
Thank you