It's been about three years since I've last had a guinea
pig, and I just adopted two new ones last week and they've been wonderful. But something has been haunting me about the death of my last one and here's why, about three years ago my father and I lived with his ex-wife and her two children.We were in a really bad situation and his ex-wife was a terrible person (too much to even go in to) so one day we suddenly had to leave due to how bad things were. I basically left everything in my room, plus Peanut ( my old pig ) for time being untill I was able to come back and get my things. I tried to make sure Peanut would be fed and watered. Anyways, right before I was going back to get him a little later on... I was told he passed away and was buried in the back yard. The ex-wife told us she had fed him and everything, but it's hard to believe since she was such a compulsive liar and later left a poor chow to die in a home she moved out. ( He was rescued thankfully ) Even three years later, I suddenly feel this
guilt and sadness again I can't seem to get over since getting new pigs reminded me of him. He was quite a happy pig, and was pretty large and everything. The thought of him being alone and possibly starving to death hurts more than anything and it made me cry last Saturday. I feel so bad for leaving him, but I had no choice. I probably won't ever know what happened to my Peanut, and now lately I can't seem to get over this terrible feeling....
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