Hi everyone, Maggie the guinea pig here. Unfortunately I have bad news to share and I offered to do it on Mum’s behalf. My best friend Lily passed away on Sunday.
We’re all still coming to terms with the shock because it happened so quickly. Lily was fine on Saturday evening when Mum said goodnight to us as usual. Then, next morning, she was making little noises and wouldn’t come out from the cubby hole. Mum came over to check up on her and found that Lily couldn’t stand or walk.
Mum took her out of her cage and put her in one of our cosy baskets. For about an hour, Mum, Oliver and Mum’s mum nursed her by stroking her, feeding her and putting the water bottle to her mouth. She seemed to perk up a little with food and drink although she could barely move anything but her head. Normally she’d use her paw to hold a piece of veg but she was too weak even for that.
While this was going on, Oliver had been trying to find out who the emergency vet was in the area, as this was a Sunday on a bank holiday weekend. Once the call was made to the correct vet practice, a quick decision had to be settled as to whether to take Lily there or to nurse her ourselves. It was clear that Lily was dreadfully ill. Oliver mentioned that she might need to be put down. Mum was visibly shaken when he said that, as she had not considered it yet. They hurried out to the car with Lily in her basket as Mum realised they may never be bringing her home again.
Things moved quickly at the vet’s. Lily had found travelling in the car to be very gruelling and the nurse took one look at her before whisking her away. It wasn’t long before the vet called Mum and Oliver in, to tell them that she had a huge tumour in her chest and was in a great deal of pain. The only course of action was to put her down. Mum began to cry and asked if she had missed any signs of Lily’s illness. The vet said no, Lily had hidden her symptoms from us all for as long as she could and her behaviour had not changed until that morning. Yes, she had lost weight, but she was always the smaller of the two of us, and had not stopped her usual eating habits.
It was time to say goodbye and Mum asked to be alone with Lily. She told Lily she loved her, and promised to looked after me. She said thanks to Lily for bringing us all a lot of hapiness. Then she broke down in tears as Lily was taken away to be put to sleep.
Lily did come home, to be buried in the garden. Mum laid her in the ground gently. I know Mum keeps looking at the cage and expecting to see Lily in here with me. She is taking extra care of me, with even more hugs than usual. Luckily, I’m very strong and feisty and will be alright on my own. Lily was sweet, laid back and shy, a delicate little soul with shining eyes.
It will take time to process the loss of Lily, but we are all glad that she was a part of our lives for four years. Sleep tight, my little friend.