The only way of knowing what caused the rupture is to have a necropsy. But I don't think I can do it. It's a weekend, no one is open. Our vet doesn't offer the service for small animals (though there is another one nearby that would). I just want to put my little guy to rest. The humane league here offers cremation services, and that's what I want to do. I'm at a loss for what on earth led up to this. There were no changes AT ALL to their diets. He was eating, pooping, and running around normally up to two hours before he died. It was just...so fast. I pray to god it was something pre-existing and not something he ate, though again I have no idea what that would have been.
I'm still in shock, as is Dan. We're really going to miss you, Brick. You were our most spirited piggie. We had to separate you from everyone else because you liked to start rumbles. We nursed you back to health last winter from the "toe-biting" incident you had with Mason when we tried an introduction. You were such a trooper (and a little instigator!). I'm going to miss most your kisses and your whistling. It's already so incredibly hard seeing your cage empty - but today I'm going to clean it out fresh and move your adopted brother in so Mason, the neighbor, has someone to talk to. He misses you, too. We can definitely tell.
Rest well, baby. You were loved. Hard.
- For the Love of Pigs