When I got my skinny pig Pinkie, everyone told me that guinea pigs are herd animals so I needed another. Therefore, a month after I got Pinkie, I got Peanut from a breeder. And it was hate at first sight with the two of them. Maybe once or twice did they have a good moment, when they were scared or something. But 99% of the time they were biting each other, scratching, rumbling, rubbing their butts everywhere so their scent overpowers, etc. It was horrible. Nightly I would get woken up by that familiar, “BRRRR . . .” and then when attacking, “MEEP MEEP MEEP!” I couldn’t do it anymore, I wanted Pinkie and Peanut to be happy so I gave Peanut away. I will miss him, he was born February 16 2015 and I got him in April a month after getting Pinkie. However it wasn’t too hard to get rid of him, I’m sad to say; I never formed an emotional attachment to him. Luckily though, the people who bought him constantly send me photos of him. He looks really happy in his new cage! Plus there’s a skinny pig next door in the cage beside him named Phoebe. Possible girlfriend, perhaps? (Sorry, Pinkie. No girlfriend for you.) Maybe I will see you again one day, Peanut. Long live the skinny pigs! (Or stinky pigs, as I call them.)
It feels so weird having to write one of these again. As my readers know, my hamster Hammie passed away on Friday the 13th in February due to illness. Jasper, my skinny pig that I got a week later, had to go to the vets two weeks after I got him because he had a head tilt. The vets were highly uneducated in small animals (I didn’t know at the time there was a small vet animal hospital in my city) so they weren’t able to tell what was wrong with him. They gave him medicine and the tilt seemed to go away. But I stayed the night away from home a few days ago, only to come home and find Jasper dead in his cage. I read online that an unhealthy skinny pig’s rips, spine, and hind legs are visible and Jasper’s were completely visible but it was on Wikipedia and I figured you can’t believe everything you read on the internet. I took a picture and was going to upload to a vet website and see what was the matter, but by the time I had time to do so, it was too late. I had a slight suspicion that maybe Jasper had something wrong with him but he was eating [a lot] just fine so I figured he was okay, and he seemed happy and was of course adorable. When I went to the pet store the day he died to get a new one, they told me that he was probably sick from the day I got him. I just didn’t know anything about skinny pigs so was unable to tell the difference between a healthy one, and unhealthy one. But when I first found Jasper dead, I went into shock, my whole body tensed up and I felt unbelievably sore for the rest of the day. I didn’t know what could’ve happened. I felt terrible. I was going to come home that night too but stayed late at Jacob’s to finish our animation. Of course I know it wasn’t my fault but I feel a bit guilty at times. And guess what? Jasper passed on Friday the 13th of March. Both pets died on Friday the 13th. My new skinny pig, named Pinkie, will be with me at all times on the next Friday the 13th which is in November of this year. That day won’t mess with my pets again.
Even though I only had Jasper for three weeks, and I thought I’d have him for at least five years, I became attached to him quick. I wrote blogs about him, essays even, and talked about him non-stop and thought about him constantly. I got a locket that says “I Love You” and I will be putting Jasper and Hammie’s pictures inside.
I miss him already and he will remain in my memories and heart forever. R.I.P Jasper ❤
Here’s my new skinny pig named Pinkie:
He likes to nibble at pretty much anything, including noses, lips, eyelashes, and anything with fabric or zippers.
See you soon,