Bagels had been dealing an ear infection for months and losing alot of weight. The lowest he dipped was in the 600s. I'm happy to say after many visits to the vet he is off of all medications and doing well and has been steadily gaining weight back. He will have to live with a permanent weeble wooble but it hasnt been slowing him down and it kinda adds to his silly personality.🥰 Last time we weighed him we were so happy to see he broke through into the 800s.

I've had the pleasure of being Kyle's friend for a month now. During cage clean time and floor time he grooms the hay off my feet and... tries to... sniff my bum?????? Please stop!!!! I'm not a guinea pig 😭 Today he dragged me to the floor by my hair, took out a MASSIVE chunk and ran away and swallowed it after I worriedly tried to take it out of his mouth. I only just washed it too :(( I hope it doesn't get blocked or upset his stomach. I didn't expect him to do that at all! I'm going to have to tie my hair back or something

I've owned 5 other boars in my life time and none* of them were ever a dominant piggie to me???? picture is of him mere moments later.

edit: now he's eating my shirt. I just remembered that he chewed a hole into my jeans the other day. thankfully they're already ripped skinny jeans

gus gus rates it 100/10 , as days go on he loves it more. he loves licking the spoon clean, using our cutlery and demanding more.

gus gus is now brave and has finally tried guinea pig pellets after being on goat feed all of his life, was a battle to get him to do so but now he’s obsessed. this boy eats 24/7.

gained around 10-15 grams! weighed in at 415g tonight, gus gus is a fighter.. and clearly an eater look at that smile!

he’s going to be mad when he doesn’t need critical care anymore… i think he’s going to tell us off or sneak into our stash

The photo shown is the last time I ever got to cuddle him. He was on the older side, and I noticed when I first moved into my new apartment a couple months ago, his gut was starting to get really strange. He had a lot of flatulence, and he was slowly losing muscle tone despite eating. I took him to the vet multiple times, and they gave him probiotics and gut motility medications. However, once each course was run, he would bounce back for a couple days, then decline again.

Last night, when I came home from work, I saw Cookie puffed up, and he was trying to walk around, but couldn’t balance. I immediately reached to take him out of the cage. Another red flag was that he usually runs away from me the first time I try. He didn’t even fight it. He just let me scoop him. The emergency vets in my area had no guinea pig expert. It was already 9 PM. I tried to force feed him critical care. I DoorDash gas drops, hoping maybe it was blue and I could at least keep him stable until I can get him to my primary in the morning. About an hour and a half into me attempting to keep him stable, he began to roll on his side. He had such a bad seizure he almost launched out of my bed and I had to catch him. It was at this moment that I knew the end was near, and there was nothing that could be done, except to keep him comfortable.

I feel so terrible. I was unable to keep calm. I’ve always been so afraid of losing him. And I was all alone, crying as my sweet man reached out for my hand and I held his paw as he took his last breath. The mobile pet cremation service I have on standby had to basically pry me off of him.

I have been inconsolable and non-functioning since. I haven’t changed my clothes since he died. I haven’t showered. It’s been 3 days. I spent the last 48 hours unable to stop vomiting, and I can’t sleep at all. I have still made sure to spend lots of time with his bereaved cage mate, and I’ve been ensuring he eats enough and remains stable. But I feel sick. I still can’t get the feeling of slowly feeling his body get colder and colder out of my head. I’ve been all alone, with all of the thoughts just going through my head. Every time I look at the cage, I break down. It’s so quiet without him rumbling all the time. I can’t bear to me in my room because now when I’m in there, I see the blanket he took his last breath in. I’ve been unable to go to work.

Cookie was my emotional support pig. Whenever I was sad, he’s the pig I would lay with. Knowing he’s gone has shattered my heart to pieces. I am not okay. How long does this process of grief take? I’m in agony.

This is Mora, my new Peruvian guinea pig! I love her so much already! Now Jimmy has a new life companion.

They're weird sorry

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In my previous post claiming to feed them a banana I messed up and actually fed a plantain instead (had to learn what the difference was). To make up for it I got a real banana and the results were... mixed.

Simon was appalled to even be close to it.

Hailey ignored it and demanded to know where the real food was.

Molly thought it was pretty good! She was the only one that ate anything.

trigger warning

I honestly don't know if this is allowed, but I just wanted to share how my guinea pigs save my life literally every day .

This year was so rough on me, mentally, emotionally and physically . I honestly didn't think I would make it to my 34th birthday this year ... seems like things just kept getting worse . Around my birthday I decided I had enough, I was tired of trying, tired of working and getting nowhere, just tired like so many other young people trying to figure out life . 3 months ago, I took a walk around 2:30am to the bridge, I planned on jumping . As I stood there, alone, all I could think about over and over again was, "they wouldn't understand." They wouldn't know why I disappeared or where I went, they wouldn't understand why they would need a new home . The thought of them being left behind literally made me rethink so many things . I was stopped by a state trooper and bridge patrol and honestly, I'm happy someone was there because to think that I would leave these boys behind to wonder when I will be coming home, hurt me more than the impact I would have felt that night had I gone through with my plan .

I'm truly grateful and lucky to have such amazing pigs, I'm not sure how I got so fortunate in that aspect . They make me want to be here, not for myself, but for them . I can't believe I was so selfish in that situation, but I'm glad that I can still hold them, love them up and watch them grow . Things won't be easy and my mind will have its moments, but to see those little faces in the morning and before I go to sleep at night definitely makes staying on this planet so much more enjoyable . Just knowing that I have little fur babies who love me unconditionally and depend on me for survival, keeps me going . I make sure they have everything, even if I don't have what I need for myself . They have taught so much about life, I can't even put it into words the amount of gratitude I have for them .

I'm sorry if this isn't allowed, I've only told 3 people about that night and I've finally come to terms with what I could have done and how it would've effected those I love ... thank you for being here and reading 💕

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Bloodtharia aka Bloodthariiienchen 🎶🎶🎶

For context I had one boy (Hiccup), who's now about 5 months (give or take). I got him a baby boy friend, about 2 months old!

The older one humps the little one a lot but there has been no chittering or much biting, just a ton of chasing each other and their deep purring sound. There is a second cage to separate them in case it gets violent, but they seem to really like each other so far!

What should I expect in the coming weeks, especially since the young one is so, well, young? Will the older one stop humping him so frequently as time goes on? What should I watch out for the most?

I love his little fluffy rump, too.

I keep wondering why my plants don‘t survive long, and always forget that all my plants are guinea pig food, regularly massacred by my favorite little monsters. Please enjoy Dracula vanquishing his foes

The boys are always so cute floofing about and exploring their freshly cleaned home

First two pics of Hazelnut as a widdle babee
Now’s she’s 2. She now fat babee.

Can we get some pictures to talk abt

And denies any knowledge of what happened to tonights dinner. It just disappeared into thin air :p

They’ve always poofed up when I feed them and I’d like to know if anyone knows why? I’m not worried about anything just curious why it happens🤨