DocDolittle
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Cavy Slave
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I know I haven't been on here in a very long time, and that most of you probably don't remember me, but I really need to write this.
Today, March 3rd, my youngest guinea pig, Samwise, passed away at only one and a half years old. Sunday night I went downstairs to check on my boys and noticed that Samwise didn't run away from me like he normally did when I approaced the cage(he was still somewhat handshy). When I picked him up, I noticed eye crusties and immediately tried to tell my mother we needed to go to the vet. Of course, the vet wasn't open at the time, so we had to wait until Monday. When we took him into the vet first thing in the morning the vet told me that he had contracted a URI. She prescribed him Baytril, eye drops to clear the crusties, and Critical care, because he wasn't eating. The next three days I took care of him, pulling an all nighter the first night. Well, tonight I got home at 9:45 from a choir concert and went downstairs immediately. I had a feeling in my gut that I did not like. Then I saw him lying there. At first I was overjoyed to see him still breathing. But then I noticed something odd when I picked him up. He was ceizing. I held him until he took his last breath at 10:30. He was one of the cutest guinea pigs I'd ever seen, and I will miss him forever.
Today, March 3rd, my youngest guinea pig, Samwise, passed away at only one and a half years old. Sunday night I went downstairs to check on my boys and noticed that Samwise didn't run away from me like he normally did when I approaced the cage(he was still somewhat handshy). When I picked him up, I noticed eye crusties and immediately tried to tell my mother we needed to go to the vet. Of course, the vet wasn't open at the time, so we had to wait until Monday. When we took him into the vet first thing in the morning the vet told me that he had contracted a URI. She prescribed him Baytril, eye drops to clear the crusties, and Critical care, because he wasn't eating. The next three days I took care of him, pulling an all nighter the first night. Well, tonight I got home at 9:45 from a choir concert and went downstairs immediately. I had a feeling in my gut that I did not like. Then I saw him lying there. At first I was overjoyed to see him still breathing. But then I noticed something odd when I picked him up. He was ceizing. I held him until he took his last breath at 10:30. He was one of the cutest guinea pigs I'd ever seen, and I will miss him forever.
