I am new to this forum but as of recently, I have found a lot of comfort here. I lost my best friend of 6 years, Penelope last night. She was my first and only guinea pig. She came to me as a baby and both of us had no idea what to do with each other. Fast-forward 6 years and she saw me through the roughest of my high school years, the newness of my undergrad and in true Penelope fashion, she was around to see me get accepted into graduate school. I am reaching out to anyone that will listen here because her passing was incredibly traumatic for me. I am suspecting she died of bloat. Her symptoms cam on incredibly quick and because of her advanced age, I believe she was unable to fight like she once could have. Her illness was untimely as most vets are not open on Sunday's. I did everything I could, medication, hours of stomach massaging, fluids everything. In the end, things were heart-breaking. I was had the incredibly gift of being there as she took her last breaths. It truly was an honor but I will never be free of those memories. My only consolation at the moment is knowing her suffering has ended and that there are others out there who have experienced loss as I am and have overcome it. I hope those reading may find comfort knowing the grieving and heart-break following the loss of a pet is normal. Give all your pigs an extra squeeze today; everyday with you buddies is special .
R.I.P Penelope. You are in my heart and my memories forever.
Rest in peace, little Penelope. You are loved and missed.
I am new as well and just lost my female guinea pig a couple of days ago. I have previously lost a dog, but for some reason, the guilt and shame with this loss has been eating at me. I just feel sick. I brought my 3-year-old guinea pig in to have a spay. The vet had diagnosed her with ovarian cysts and indicated that the spay should likely take care of the situation. After the operation, the vet called and informed me she had a MASSIVE cystic uterus. She was covered in masses. And at this point, it seemed as though cancer was an option. I brought her home and force fed her for a couple of days, but she wouldn't eat, move, or poop --- all awful indications that this wasn't going uphill. I should mention I also have a male guinea pig who absolutely loved and adored her. She was everything to him. He would nuzzle and gaze at her, but not so much the same with her. She kicked him, showed him who's boss, but had her moments --- that's my girl. After a terrible day of realizing she wasn't going to go to the bathroom, I still had hope and planned to force feed at 6:00 am. However, by 6:00 am she was being put down. I am still in shock. I know the risk was there, but going into surgery, there was no indication the situation was this bad. I find myself overcome with guilt. When I was going up the exit, I just thought, "I can turn around. I don't have to do this to her." And now she's dead. Now, was my decision awful? I don't know. People tell me no. Because she most likely had cancer, the masses would have ruptured and eventually kill her, but these thoughts won't stop consuming me. I got my two piggies after my paralyzed corgi passed away. They helped me get through so much. I have grown to love these animals with everything I have. I miss my Gin more than anything, and I feel so guilty. I ended up picking up a Peruvian piggy the day after because my male was catching on becoming depressed and his poops were smaller and wouldn't eat as much. I named the new piggy, Poppy. And this is why...Without realizing it, the meaning of Poppy flowers is significantly fitting. The meaning behind Ginny (my last pig) can be representative of the ginger flower---this is the perfect name for Poppy.
Poppy Flowers represent:
*Restful sleep and recovery
*Consolation for a loss or death in the family
*Peace in death
*Messages delivered in dreams
I just hope I can get over the guilt and sadness. I feel as though I failed her and I did not protect her. The worst part is, $1,000 later and no piggy. Another image I can't get out of my head is how she hopped----literally hopped into my arms to say goodbye. We were sitting there waiting to say goodbye, and my mom had her and jumped to me. Her favorite thing was to "perch" like a bird, and in her final moments, that's how we ended it. We perched together, and then she left. I've been having a hard time grasping how it all happened so suddenly and how close and bonded I was to her. I never expected this experience with Guinea Pigs, and I wouldn't change a thing, I just hope there was nothing more I could do. They believe the eating and pooping problems came from bloat, which makes my heart literally hurt. That's how this week has been literal heart pain, no appetite, guilt, and feeling bad about getting a new piggy. It's been so hard at work this week. She was one awesome pig. I miss you, Gin Gin.
I tell you this only because I want you to understand that there was no way you could know and her passing soon would have happened anyway; it was not due to the surgery. This way you probably saved her a lot of pain and suffering.
You gave her a wonderful life and that's all she knew. Try to remember the good times you had.
Rest in peace, little one. You are loved and missed.
This is Poppy.
I went to bed, and when I woke up, I realized Gin was in my dream! The next day I was still thinking about our discussion about Poppy. I have a PetCube, and I was watching her at work on the camera just boppin' around and felt it was a good fit then. I also love flowers, so I liked that idea. I researched the meaning of Poppy flowers, as discussed above. What particularly blew my mind was, "Messages delivered in dreams." After Gin had been in my dream, I knew it was the right name. Plus, all of the other meanings are great as well! I'm 26 and never thought I would be so attached and glued to Guinea Pigs. They help you get through so much, for me it was losing my dog, anxiety, my Grandma has Alzheimer's, I had a job layoff, but also accomplishments like grad school, a new, great job, etc. They're so great. I hope things look up soon. I really do. Does anyone else like to look into the meaning of names? I like the meanings of names and sometimes dreams too. It can be comforting. I'm not much of a believer in certain things, but I do have to say, the way this aligned is quite...interesting.
I am currently looking for a new girl to accompany my surviving girl Oreo. None of the shelter's have a single girl for me to adopt though...
But more importantly, and of course, my heart goes out to you. I wish to you for all the best in the future. You'll get through it all. I have been struggling through.
Piggies are the best! :)
First off, I am so sorry for your loss. She really was a lovely little pig. It is oddly comforting knowing others experience crushing grief as well. I too dealt with guilt on the correct way to proceed with my pig's quickly deteriorating condition. Looking back now, I see that the universe always has a way of working things out for us. You gave her the very best life. Just some things we cannot control and this fact is heartbreaking. I think your new pig is an excellent representation of the legacy of Ginny; this new pig gets to live an incredible life with you. Cheers to you and you new piggy.