We lost our friend Scooter last night. He was 8 1/2 years old. His last couple of weeks were a bit rough: he had been struggling with some bad arthritis which made it hard for him to get around. But he ate well, and still perked up for his treats and to get a scratch behind the ears. He was a great piggie, although quite particular in which pigs he would be friends with. He loved his purple igloo – he would stick his head out like a turtle, grab his treat, rumble a little ‘thank you’ greeting, and disappear back inside. We will bury him next to his old friend Pudge. Bye Scoobs.
Clover passed away on sometime during the night on March 29th. She was a pretty quiet pig, but always squeaked a bit as she slept (piggy snoring). Our last female guinea, she was the cause of much rumbling from the boys. Poor Clover, smallest of the litter, she always seemed to have a bit of hard times. Rest now, Clover.
Our friend Noodles passed away yesterday. He had gone to the vet for removal of a bladder stone, but unfortunately did not make it back home. His brother Arnold (and us) will miss him a greatly.
Reason #1 why you should have a guinea pig running around your house at all times: Arnold helps me eat those icky peas in my mixed vegetables…
Mama has passed away. After a couple of rounds with tummy issues, and a few last day antics (silly pig jumping out of her cage for the first time ever), she lost her battle. She is survived by Arnold, Noodles, and Clover.
Ok, so changing that baby’s diaper has nothing on taking care of your older piggy’s “problem”… (If you are not familiar with male guinea pig impaction, feel free to look that one up – gross, but you’ve been warned!)
Scooter will be 7 next month and seems in great health. Go Scoob!
Our “little” piggies are now 3!
Little Woobie was one of the baby piggies that Momma Piggy gave birth to (see “a pig in the hand picture” under Piggy Pics). Growing up he was a trouble maker. He would climb thorugh the gates and break out of them, jump and break out of his cage, bite your toes and run away, and chew on anything you left on the floor. (We sometime like to call him the Houdini pig.) He currently lives with his brother Arnold and is quite obsessed with the girly pigs. He can often be found rumbling about their cage and making a ruckus. This is what he does all day everyday when he is not sleeping or eating. He is a very fluffy pig with a big poof of hair on his rump, that his brother Arnold seems to like to nibble on.
And that is the story of Little Woobie
And so we said goodbye to our Squeaky friend, but will never forget him.