Frank took Brillo ti the vet last week since he didn't seem to be doing well. The vet found that his back teeth had geown to much (which we couldn't possibly have seen) and cut them and gave Brillo fructose as an injection. But Brillo hasn't been eating and from what I have read, problems with the back teeth can often be a death sentence for a piggie. We have to go back to the vet today and see what he says. Oh, and I have changed my username.
Post by raspberrybullets on Jan 15, 2018 10:10:02 GMT
Poor Brillo. Let us know how it goes at the vets.
The sight filled the northern sky; the imensity of it was scarcely conceivable. As if from Heaven itself, great curtains of delicate light hung and trembled. Pale green and rose-pink, and as transparent as the most fragile fabric, and at the bottom edge a profound fiery crimson like the fires of Hell, they swung and shimmered loosely with more grace than the most skillful dancer. ~ Northern Lights
I remember when our Laban died. We were to the vet with him, nothing complicated but he got a shock and refused to eat after that. We were going to get Matilda another companion but put it off b/c we were going away for a week. She seemed alright, she ate but one morning she lay dead. Dead from a broken heart b/c she had no longer another guinea pig in the cage.
We are famous for "Stockholm syndrome": "Q: Hey, what's up with Matt? His Dad is on social security, his mom got laid off, his sister's kids get free school lunches, he collects federal financial aid for college, and he only makes minimum wage working at Walmarts. Yet he keeps talking about how we need to cut taxes for the wealthy and quit spending so much on social programs. A: Yeah, he thinks he's going to be a millionaire soon. He's got Economic Stockholm Syndrome." (Urban Dictionary)