I had a sweet, loving guinea pig for over three years. Her name was Pippin. She would cuddle up on my lap almost every night and squeal happy squeals and stand up on her hind legs when I walked into the room. We had been taking care of our son's dog for three weeks. The dog was blind and had many maladies, but was so sweet, always wagging his tail. When my son returned last Friday, the dog had developed a huge hematoma on his ear. My son couldn't afford the vet bills so he was going to put the dog down the next day, last Saturday. We said we would adopt the dog and take care of the vet bills so we cancelled the noon euthenasia appointment. About 4 hours later we left to run errands. That was our mistake, that I am feeling so guilty for. Somehow, even though the dog was blind and had NEVER showed an interest in the guinea pig for all the weeks he was here, he found his way over the guinea pig cage and killed her. Sense of smell I guess. I opened the front door after running the errands and found the dog with my sweet guinea pig in his mouth and she was dead. When I screamed, he just dropped her on the floor. What is so ironic and horrible is that the dog got worse over the weekend and we took him in for surgery on Monday and the vet suggested we put him down, which we did. So, I lost 2 animals in 48 hours last week. Not that I'm not sad about the dog, but I just can't forget the image of Pippin in his mouth. I have had some people say, "It's just a guinea pig, get over it." I trust that I will be understood in this forum. My heart goes out to all of you who have posted. Thank for sharing your stories and thank you for reading my story.
