I wish I would have insisted on having his molars trimmed at the first sign instead of listening to the Drs and waiting to see if he would improve on his own after the incisor trim.
I haven't seen a poop from him all afternoon so I am making sure to watch and keep him on his vibrating pad all night. Will get up every 2 hours to feed cc and watch.
I can't put him through much more of this. I tried to give him every chance. What would you both say about waiting till morning to decide to take him into the vet if there are still no poops?
Thank you all.
at 1am I noticed the cc I fed him 90 minutes prior was out on the blanket under his mouth, and still no poops since earlier in the day. I also noticed his breathing rate is as fast as it was when he was diagnosed with the congestive heart failure back in october.
Now that his GI tract is stopped, the heart meds and diuretic are ineffective since they are by mouth. Poor little guy.
I spent the whole night with him, hoping he would pass peacefully, then this morning decided he would be most comfortable in his bed with his brother. When I left for work this morning, I was surprised to see that he's still with us! Even alert and everything. Still breathing quickly though.
When I arrive home this afternoon, if he's still with us, I will take him in to end this for him. I couldn't have him forever and he was coming up on 6 years old. I love the little guy so much and he's been so good to us.
Thank you all for what you do here and all the information and support.
Next I'll need to direct my attention to his brother Brian who has never been alone.
I want to thank you both for what you do here. To have this free resource that's so comprehensive, not to mention your specific support in answering our questions is priceless.
You both were right about Jack: had I insisted on the tooth trim and taken him to a vet that would have done it the moment I saw the broken incisor, he may have survived this ordeal. I believe his doctor hesitated because of his heart condition and did not believe he would survive the anesthesia. I think he is stronger than she gives him credit for, and should have insisted we go for it. She advised me that he may improve without the molar trim and to give it time. Ten days later, he was much worse and that was the beginning of the end for him. Retrospectively, I believe her team advised against the molar trim believing he wouldn't survive the anesthesia. I wish they just would have told me there is no way he will survive and do him a favor to end it for him right then, but he was so happy and lively at the time I would have told them to buzz off! Had they painted a picture of his declining health and his struggle he had maybe they could have convinced me but perhaps they didn't really know! His health declined over weeks and he was such a strong boy, fighting the whole way, and I wouldn't trade the time I got with him for anything. I don't believe I would do anything different, looking back.
The last three weeks were stressful, I had a knot in my gut the entire time worrying about if I'm doing the right thing and struggling to make the right decision. I appreciate your help and encouragement through all of this.
I would not trade the last three weeks of caring for him for the WORLD. Albeit stressful, the time I got to spend with him feeding him and medicating him were incredibly precious and I'm so grateful!
Jack would have turned 6 this year, and we gave him a damn good life. I'm happy I got to have him the years I did, and am blessed to have had him on so many adventures with my husband, Manny, Brian, (Manny was his original cage mate who passed away a year go, Brian is his current cage mate), and our cat Harrison on camping trips.
This journey with pigs started in 2011 when we brought home our first pig, Wilbur, from a reptile swap meet (was sold intended to be live python food). We were told he was a 1.5 year old girl, so I named him Annie Mae. A vet visit confirmed he was male but they could not give him an age. We had to say goodbye to him in 2013, and since then got to care for Denny (who only lived 3 months before he suddenly died: no cause of death after necropsy), Manny and Jack. We now just have Brian whom we adopted from the shelter to give Jack company after Manny passed on, and I'm spending as much time with him as I can as he's never been solo.
Each pig has taught me a different lesson on how to properly care for them and offered me so much love and joy during their short little lives.
I am sorry he did not live a longer, healthier life. It sounds like you loved him a great deal.
Though Guinea Lynx is a free resource, we do depend on the kindness of guinea pig lovers to stay up and running.
I spend as much time as I can with him, cuddling and playing. He eats his produce better when I'm here with him encouraging him.
I wish I could mourn FOR him and take this from him.
Until I can rescue another buddy, is there anything else I can do? I really do not want him to stop eating and get stasis.