We went out this morning and Benny had died. We knew he was old and not his normal self these last couple of days and had tempted him with new straw/lettuce/parsley/dandelions all to no avail.
He was 7, very good innings for a Guinea Pig.
However, cue loud wailings from children - his brother died in November and he never really got over it to be honest but we had to rehome the replacement we got as Benny hated him - lots of fighting and ripped ears ensued.
Luckily we are rabbit sitting for friends for 2 weeks starting Wednesday, but tomorrow is going to be a full state funeral!!
And already they are trying to decide what they want as a replacement - as you can see, the wailing didn't last that long.
Except for me .... I love guinea pigs and bred them for years as a younger person. I want more, and babies, NOW!!!
RIP Benjamin Pig!