RIP My Dear Chauncey
My darling Chauncey, who I've had since he was a tiny baby, was two months shy of six years old which is up in the years for guinea pigs. Yesterday morning all seemed normal with him. In fact the photo above was taken only a week ago. He ate his breakfast of lettuce and apple slice as usual. I left to do some Christmas shopping and when I returned he was in visible pain. I rushed him to the vet and x-rays and exams revealed some very serious medical issues with a poor prognosis. In addition he had been living with congestive heart failure which I had been managing with medication. It's too painful to detail, but the medications they gave him for yesterday's symptoms didn't help and I had to rush him back to the vet later in the day. His decline was sudden and serious. Late yesterday I had to make that hard unselfish choice that pet parents must do, and set him free. RIP my dear Chauncey.