This was a strange and sad day so far. Yesterday I went to sleep getting ready for two interviews today, but woke up and all my world turned upside down.
My usual routine of making clicking noises with my mouth to get the guinea pigs excited for their morning veggies was met with an uncanny silence. There is usually a good response to that, but today there was only the quiet shuffling that Tony does. No wheeking from George, he usually starts the cacophony of excited piggy sounds in anticipation for their yummy veggies and Tony joins him.
He wasn't moving in his part of the cage. Just lying there so still. It broke my heart.
Not sure what really happened, he seemed okay yesterday.
I wrapped him in a towel and put him in a box, he was a young piggy. Perhaps only two or three years old, not sure exactly since I bought him in a pet store and he was already fully grown.
I still attended these interviews (one was via Skype when I returned home from the first one), somehow managed to appear somewhat normal during the interviews even though my heart is heavy with sorrow.
I think he was a happy pig, he even taught himself to stand on his hind legs to get treats from me and would run around the cage jumping with excitement every time he got those treats or sometimes it would seem that he was just doing it randomly for no reason at all, but that would put a smile on my face to see him so happy.
I miss him already.
I took this photo of my two piggies snoozing about a couple of weeks ago. George is on the left, resting his head on the entrance to his little house.