I took my poor little guinea pig to the vet today to get his claws clipped and have them look at a sore on his neck. It turned out the sore was caused by a tumor that had spread throughout his entire mouth. The vet tried to remove it, but broke his jaw in the process. She suggested we put him out of his misery. So at 4:15 pm today Hannity Hogg’s suffering ended. He lived with me for alost four years. I feel so heartbroken, but at least they let me say goodbye to him before ending his suffering.
After I said goodbye, they left me in a room while they did their work. While I was waiting there, I thought about how our Blessed Mother must have felt when she watched her son tourtured to death and hung on the cross. It was the first time I had ever felt her touch me and guide me through something. I’m so sad for my pig, but it’s also so comforting to know that our Blessed Mother is here to suffer with us whenever we lose a loved one.
He was the first pet I owned by myself, so I’m taking it extra hard. Pets are funny things. God gives them to us to make us happy, but then they are gone. I hope the memories don’t fade too fast.