So, my almost 4 year old neutered male Snowtoes might be dying. (He was born on August 26, 2007). I've had him since I was 9 years old (I'm 13 now) and he might be dying. Last week, my dad and I noticed Snowtoes was drooling so we took him to the vet. The vet said he had overgrown teeth, and he'd need them shortened. So, Monday he had his $450 dental surgery, and he was still alive and doing okay. He hasn't really been eating, and this morning we found him with blood on the inside of his ankles, and there was also fur missing there. We think his cage mates (Rosie and Bubbles, two SPCA guinea pigs we adopted last November) attacked him because he was noticeably weaker. My dad told me he was dying, and there wasn't much we could do about it. I started crying and asked if we could take him to the vet, because maybe he was still having problems with his teeth. So we took him to the same vet we did last week, and she says she think Snowtoes might have scurvy. Which makes sense. We used to give the guinea pigs multi-vitamins, until I told my dad we should stop, just in case of an over dosage of the other vitamins. And then we went out looking for liquid vitamin C, with no luck. (the vet told us we could give Snowtoes multivitamins, but not too much.) The vet is keeping Snowtoes at her house and by her side, and he will be with somebody 24 hours a day for a few days, and she's force feeding him and giving him vitamin C injections. My dad says there's less than a 50% chance he'll survive. But that's still something right? I feel like this is all my fault. He also lost tons of weight, because I bought a scale to weight them but never weighed them. It's all my fault. And I'm really sorry. I know you might just be thinking I'm some irresponsible, immature 13 year old, but I can't see Snowtoes go. I really just can't. Will you pray for him? Please? He only needs strength to get through this. Please. You have no idea how much he means to me. He was my very first guinea pig, and I remember being 9 years old, and going to the petting zoo I got him from, and telling my dad he was my favorite guinea pig there, out of about 15. Please. He can't die yet. He just can't.