This morning when I went downstairs to have breakfast, Sunny had passed away.
She hadn't been acting sick or anything... Last night when I cleaned to cage and fed them, she was acting perfectly normal... When I fed them veggies, she devoured them and tried to pull all the lettuce into their hut so she could have it all for herself, like usual. Her fur was all poofed out, but I didn't think much of it, because she just does that every once in a while... I don't know if that meant anything or not...
I pet her a few times and said good night, and then I went to bed.
My dad went down stairs at 4:30 AM and she was still alive. He said that she was just resting while Tilly was running around, and that she wasn't breathing hard or acting distressed or anything, and she looked peaceful. She was about 6 years old (I adopted her, so I'not sure...) and May 4th would have been her 4 year "Gatcha Day" with me.
I feel so horrible. I wish I could have been a better piggie mom. I couldn't give her a big enough cage, or the brand of food I wanted, and I just feel so terrible. And I don't want to adopt another one because I don't feel like I can take good enough care of them, so now poor little Tilly is going to be all alone and she is only about 3.
Rest in peace little girl. You really were a sweetie pie. Have fun with Lizzie over the Rainbow Bridge.
She hadn't been acting sick or anything... Last night when I cleaned to cage and fed them, she was acting perfectly normal... When I fed them veggies, she devoured them and tried to pull all the lettuce into their hut so she could have it all for herself, like usual. Her fur was all poofed out, but I didn't think much of it, because she just does that every once in a while... I don't know if that meant anything or not...
I pet her a few times and said good night, and then I went to bed.
My dad went down stairs at 4:30 AM and she was still alive. He said that she was just resting while Tilly was running around, and that she wasn't breathing hard or acting distressed or anything, and she looked peaceful. She was about 6 years old (I adopted her, so I'not sure...) and May 4th would have been her 4 year "Gatcha Day" with me.
I feel so horrible. I wish I could have been a better piggie mom. I couldn't give her a big enough cage, or the brand of food I wanted, and I just feel so terrible. And I don't want to adopt another one because I don't feel like I can take good enough care of them, so now poor little Tilly is going to be all alone and she is only about 3.
Rest in peace little girl. You really were a sweetie pie. Have fun with Lizzie over the Rainbow Bridge.








