I have her in a hospital cage that is separate from Ace's cage. Poor Ace is so confused, wondering where Baozi went. Baozi kept chewing the bars on the side of the hospital cage so I covered them with cardboard. Sometimes she chews the cardboard, but I let it go since at least it's not the cage bars? Is this bad for her?
She made a few poops in the hospital cage and they look normal. She's also drinking water from the bottle. She's just still having some difficulty with solid foods. I only put softer foods in there--tiny bits of lettuce, watermelon, grapes, and peaches. Ace gobbled her share up like a lawn mower pig but Baozi is having some trouble.
I was planning on putting her back with Ace tomorrow, provided her poops still look normal. I have to say I never thought I would be paying such close attention to poop. I will keep hand feeding the critical care and hopefully she will be more cooperative as she gets better.
I was hoping I would have more time with them before dealing with something like this, but I guess you can never predict these things. I'm very glad I have this site, which was so helpful for me through it all. I'm reading all the malocclusion threads and trying to figure out what I will do for her in the long term.
Please keep sending the healing vibes to my Sweetie girl :(
(This is an old picture during better days)
I'm hoping that she will continue to improve. Fingers crossed.
I have been caring for her, but I feel so sad and stressed lately. I wonder if little Ace notices and misses the days when Baozi was her playmate and partner in crime. I feel very sad when I hear munching and it's only Ace in the hay bin. When she was healthy, Baozi used to sprint across the cage the second I refreshed the hay and stick her little face in there before I was done, and then she'd get hay stuck to her head. Baozi is so out of it most of the time, she stays curled up under their hidey when I am not feeding/watering her. Ace seems to like sleeping next to her, and I hope it gives Baozi comfort.
When I took Baozi to the vet the other day, my Mom said Ace wandered around the cage looking confused. My Mom wondered if Ace thought we were taking away Baozi forever and tried to reassure her.
I try to pet Ace and give her laptime/playtime so she doesn't feel neglected. But she seems so lonely wandering around the bed without little Baozi to keep her company.
The house feels sadder, more somber, and certainly quieter without healthy Baozi's lively, squeaky presence.
I still hold out hope that she will come back from this and be her little diva self again, and maybe can live comfortably if we treat her elongated roots (tooth filing and/or the chin sling). But she's so weak now. And it's so hard to stay optimistic sometimes.
Please send healing thoughts to my sweetie girl.
I know this was a gloomy post, so here are some gratuitous cute pictures:
Fat Ace enjoying some treats during her solo laptime
Little Baozi enjoys cuddles after her critical care feeding
The piggers catching a nap
I went to check on her and found that she had passed. It just happened because she was still warm. She went to sleep next to Ace and never woke up.
She seemed to be getting better. I wasn't ready to say goodbye, but I am glad she has found peace.
I still can't believe she is gone. I will miss her so much.
But I know that she will always live on in my heart. She was a wonderful little piggy in the short time she was with us, so spirited and full of life. I still remember when we walked into the humane society, just to look, and I saw her in that cage with Ace. She was just this precious little ball of fluff. I looked at the other piggies, but I knew that I wanted Baozi. So I adopted her right then, along with Ace, since they were cage mates.
She was so excited to get to her new home, exploring the cage and wheeking loudly for food. She chased Ace around so much I didn't even get to sleep that night.
She quickly became known for being a friendly, energetic, inquisitive little pig. While Ace was shy and skittish, Baozi was brave and curious. She quickly learned to put her little feet on the edge of the cage to beg for food. She was an extremely talkative piggy. Her piercing wheek could be heard from the kitchen and even the parking lot. When she woke from a nap, she would wheek as if to announce herself. She would wheek periodically all evening while I was working or watching TV or something, and then I'd get annoyed and have to get up and give her cuddles and/or a treat. But I really wasn't annoyed, because she was so lovable, how could I be?
She loved to explore. During play time on the bed (I have limited space in my room so floor time was usually bed time) she would leave no stone (or stuffed animal) unturned.
Her inability to stay still for the camera became a running joke.
And so did her... um, unusual uses for cuddle sacks and cups.
And let's not forget her madd stealth skillz:
She had a deep and abiding love of chewing anything and everything... even things she shouldn't!
And few pigs loved food as she did. When dinner was served, she would streak out of her hidey like she was shot from a cannon. She was always the first to the edge of the cage for treats. She was always the first to the hay bin when the hay was being refreshed and stuck her head in the way before I was finished!
But most of all, she loved those who loved her most:
There are so many more things I love and will miss so much about her that this tribute can't cover. The way she always wheeked when I came out of the shower, every time, like I was returning from some magical land of piggy treats, lol. The way she always stood on the fiddle sticks when she wanted food to show that she meant business. The way she always chased and trolled fat Ace. The way she always kept herself so neat and tidy, her fur always snowy white, until her teeth got really bad and her chin was permanently stained green. I thought it was normal and cute then. But now, I feel sad, wondering if I'd caught her teeth problems earlier if I could have saved her.
I will miss the way she used to sit in the corner of the cage, on her fuzzy blanket, and look at me when i watched TV. I always waved to her and said hi and talked to her. I know I will be watching my shows tonight and automatically look to that corner, only to see she's not there. On the night she passed, I will always remember how, weak as she was, she sat up in that corner to look at me one more time. Maybe she knew it was the end, and it was her final gift to me.
Baozi, you were the best guinea pig I could've asked for. You were with me for way too short a time, but brought enough love and joy for years and years. I will miss you so much, but I'm happy that you're no longer suffering. Popcorn and nom delicious treats on the bridge, with no more pain in your teeth and green dribbling down your snowy white chin. Good night, Sweetie girl. You will never be forgotten.