Last night we said goodbye to my piggy-boy, Biscotti. (Full name Chief Engineer Biscotti Pippin). That makes it sound peaceful. It was not. But now he is out of pain and at peace. Luckily, we caught it early and within an hour he was out of pain. We do not know what happened, but the symptoms point to heart failure or stroke. He was 5 years old.
It is hard to not think of those last moments. It was scary and shocking and I was in denial that we couldn't save him. After calling five vets, three emergency vets that actually took the call, two of which were exotic vets, and one the best in the nation back in Indianapolis, (I wasn't kidding when I said I was in denial), we made the decision to euthanize Scotti. His condition was disturbing, and that is not what I want to remember. So this is my attempt at remembering the good times with my little piggy.
He was the sheriff of the town - always rumble strutting his way around the cage. He was the king of the "pip-pip-pip" exploratory noises during floor time or a cage cleaning and the loudest wheeker of the bunch. We buried him next to my other pig Rufio and in guinea pig burial fashion, he was laid on top of a bed of timothy hay.
I have posted my favorite photos of him below. Rest in peace little guy. I love and miss you.
It is hard to not think of those last moments. It was scary and shocking and I was in denial that we couldn't save him. After calling five vets, three emergency vets that actually took the call, two of which were exotic vets, and one the best in the nation back in Indianapolis, (I wasn't kidding when I said I was in denial), we made the decision to euthanize Scotti. His condition was disturbing, and that is not what I want to remember. So this is my attempt at remembering the good times with my little piggy.
He was the sheriff of the town - always rumble strutting his way around the cage. He was the king of the "pip-pip-pip" exploratory noises during floor time or a cage cleaning and the loudest wheeker of the bunch. We buried him next to my other pig Rufio and in guinea pig burial fashion, he was laid on top of a bed of timothy hay.
I have posted my favorite photos of him below. Rest in peace little guy. I love and miss you.