On August 2, 2011, my guinea pig, Brian, had to be put to sleep. He had Pneumonia, some type of cancer that destroyed his immune system, and some disease that messed with his brain making him unable to swallow and see. Actually, when we first took Brian to the vet, only the Pneumonia was noticed. So, we got a nebulizar (he-he sorry I don't know how to spell that. Just sound it out or something) for the piggy! And we hooked it up to a box, put the piggy in the box, filled the thingy with some medicine, and vwala! Piggy treatment! Then, the piggy stopped eating. We tried to force feed him, but almost no food was going in! We took him to the vet again, and all the things wrong with him were discovered. He had to be put to sleep.
The way I deal with it is to almost pretend that he isn't gone. I have a booklet containing all his pictures, I'm writing letters to him-almost like a diary- and talking to him! It also helps to have another guinea pig, Corey, who is Brian's brother. How do you deal with pets dying? That's actually an OK question, but a hard one to answer.
By the way, SO sorry that I haven't posted recently.
Also, guess where we got Brian and Corey? The Humane Society! They actually, at the moment, have 2 guinea pigs up for adoption, right now! But, you have to get them together- they're sisters and want to stay together. :p
I sound like an ad -.-
