Feb 14, 2010 11:10
When I went to feed Chaucer this morning, he was very quiet and still, and wouldn't eat anything. When he did move, he was moving funny, so I picked him up, and as soon as I did, I knew he was on his way out. I just held him and kept him warm, petting him and having my last time snuggling with him. Within in an hour or so, he was gone. He never even gave a last wheek, just curled up to me and let me pet him. Poor pigger. Last night he was still his usual self. He devoured his lettuce, and he ate plenty of hay over night. He even wheeked like crazy when Joe went into the room to get a book before bed. I hope he was comfortable at the end. I'll miss him -_-
R.I.P Chaucer the guinea pig. c.2004-February 14, 2010.
sad,
pets