I found our Richie laying like a carpet. He would not move to eat or drink. I tried to feed him Critical Care, but he would just spit stuff out. He was grumpy, tired, and too warm. It was late on Sunday night, so no vets. I started giving him a syringe (just a little one) of plain water every hour all night long. By the next morning he was exploring food on his own.
I hope that helps, even if it just gives you an idea.
I'll try this! Chippy-Chippy is behaving the same, she is slipping the CC out of her mouth, she doesn't want anything at all. Hopefully water could make her feel a little better.I found our Richie laying like a carpet. He would not move to eat or drink. I tried to feed him Critical Care, but he would just spit stuff out. He was grumpy, tired, and too warm. It was late on Sunday night, so no vets. I started giving him a syringe (just a little one) of plain water every hour all night long. By the next morning he was exploring food on his own.
I don't think there are. We are searching for a vet familiar with guinea pigs to take her as soon as possible.Is there an emergency vet you could take her to either tonight or tomorrow?
We really searched all around for emergency vets but there really aren't any. :-( We'll see if we can take her to a vet either here or in Holland tomorrow. If not, we'll have to wait until monday.
Now, something popped up in Martijn's head: Should we put Chippy-Chippy on quarantine? We don't know what she has, could it be contagious? Hairballie and Poofy are perfectly fine, being their nutty selfs, but we really don't know what is it with Chippy-Chippy.
The breathing issues make me wonder if Chippy-Chippy might have heart issues, or perhaps a growth of some kind in the neck area?
Martijn was going on the car as fast as he could when I checked on her inside the carrier... she was gone. ''She is gone!!'' I said to him, we broke in tears and hurried up even more to make it to the vet anyway. All the way I couldn't help but to blame ourselves, for spending time searching for a vet instead of being with her, for trying to see where the heck we needed to go to find the vet adress instead of giving her a cuddle and stroke her at least in those final seconds... for not being ready for her passing.
We arrived to the vet with red eyes from all the tears we've already cried, the vet was very lovely and understanding with us. I told her we were too late but that I at least wanted to know what happened to her that she couldn't make it. She checked Chippy-Chippy's belly and said that there was something in there that didn't feel right, that either the stomach or the liver were enlarged, that unfortunatelly this is something very common in guinea pigs and that perhaps she could've had a tumour even.
I asked her what could we do with her little body, she suggested to bury her in our garden but we told her we don't have one, as we live in a flat, she then suggested their vet clinic has contact with this cremation place only for house pets. She suggested two options: to leave Chippy-Chippy there at the vet and the people from the cremation center would come for her and others on monday and it would be a common cremation, or to just cremate her individually and keep the ashes, off course we chose the second option. A couple of calls were made and we headed up towards there, an hour away from where we were.
It took us a long while to find the place, as it was in the countryside, we had an appointment at 6pm and the lady was very nice and understanding with us. She asked us how old she was and brought a towel to wrap her up, she gently grabbed her and made a nice little nest for her with the towels, later she left us alone for us to say good-bye to her. She closed the door and we broke in tears again, as we stroke her we apologized for not being able to help her, we told her we love her so much, that she was a brilliant sweet piggie and that she should take care of herself up there.
We left her in that room and the lady explained to us that she will be cremated on monday and they will take her ashes to the vet so we can pick them up over there, as is much closer for us.
And that's how it happened.
Thanks for all your kind wishes and interest.
- For the Love of Pigs
It's frustrating because sometimes it's so hard to know what to do with these ailing pigs and so hard to save them. You did the right thing. You wanted to save her and getting her to the vet was the only way. You couldn't know ahead of time that she wouldn't make it. Most of us have been down this road, one way or another.
I'll be thinking about you and Chippy-Chippy. We had our Elle cremated also and I'll pick up her ashes next week.