[Gpdd] MISC: Passing of Meeper
Libby Bradford
bradfolg at cs.vt.edu
Mon Mar 8 17:21:40 EST 2004
Hello to everyone and every pig.
I haven't posted recently, but I have been trying to read all the
digests. I just wanted to post that Meeper, my oldest piggie ever, has passed.
Meeper was born on November 28, 1997. He was the "surprise" inside of a
piggie I rescued from a pet store. Snowflake, Meeper's mother, was always
a very scared little piggie who often had seizures. She had been returned
to the pet store after biting her previous owner. Snowflake always had a
head tilt from the day I brought her home. She was the first pregnant
piggie I had and at that time, we didn't know much about the birth process.
On the evening of November 28th, Snowflake let out a loud squeak. When we
came to see what was wrong, there was a little black nose sticking out of
the house. We found this strange since Snowflake was solid white. It
quickly struck us that Snowflake's babies were arriving. We waited for
quite a while, but no more babies appeared. She just had one large
baby. The difficult thing was deciding what to name him. I wanted to name
him Noel, but my mother didn't like that name. We soon noticed that he
wandered around, often following his mother, making "meeping" sounds, just
like the Beaker character on the Muppets. So ... our new baby was named
Meeper.
Meeper had few problems in life. A kidney stone, UTI's, a sore in his
mouth were about all he had, and a little bit of stiffness in his legs. In
December of 2003, we noticed that he had started losing weight. When
checked over by the vet, he had several problems in his mouth, including a
large abscess. Meeper was put under and the vet cleaned up his mouth and
trimmed is teeth, which were also a problem. Since then, he has had
another procedure to correct more dental problems and another surgery to
remove an abscess on the outside of his jaw. During all this, he was
getting hand fed with critical care, which he slurped off the spoon.
About 10 days ago, we noticed that Meeper's legs were sitting at an odd
angle. He had had a bit of stiffness in his joints a year before, but had
recovered from that completely. This time, his legs were jutting out and
almost looked broken. Yet, he was himself, begging for treats and doing
all the normal piggie things. Two different vets took a look at him, but
could not conclusively come up with the cause of his problems. They did
find that he had a stone lodged in his urethra that he had not yet
passed. Our regular vet wondered if it was something neurological, since
he could not find a physical cause. He mentioned that there was a slim
chance it was something called LCM, which is contagious to piggies and
humans.
He started deteriorating on Wednesday. He could not get his back legs
under him, even with additional Vitamin C and pain medication. Early
Thursday morning, he started peeing blood. I left work early to go and
check on him. He had, as I've heard others say, that look in his eyes. I
had promised him we'd keep going as long as he wanted us to. He could
barely move and was in some pain, even with a recent dose of
prednisone. It broke my heart, but I decided we should have him put to sleep.
As anyone who has had to make this decision knows, it is very hard. The
vet agreed that it was the kindest thing to do. We let him munch another
piece of his beloved parsley, kissed him on the nose and then let the vet
take him.
Knowing how upset I was, the vet called later that evening. Since he had to
take samples for LCM testing, he did a necropsy as well. He found cysts in
both of Meeper's kidneys and a stone had completely blocked one kidney and
shut it down. He also had growths on his liver and spleen and an abscess
on his prostrate. The blood that was coming out in his urine was coming
from his urethra, but not from just the one stone. Apparently, another
stone had started down and passed the first one, tearing his urethra. He
did not find any real physical cause for his back legs, which means he
couldn't positively rule out the LCM.
My mother and I both feel a tremendous loss on Meeper's passing. He was a
"tough little guy" as the vet called him and he spent his entire life with
us. He was 6 1/4 years old.
He was a sweet and loving pig that would purr contentedly only after
putting up a large fuss when picked up. Since his problems started in
December, I would often sit with him, feeding him and scratching his nose
which was his favorite. He had a white stripe down the middle of his
forehead, which I would comb in different directions. He would look at me
like "Would you quit messing with my hair????"
I will miss him very much. He joins the 14 piggies we have lost since 2001
(7 in the year 2003).
Libby and the dwindling herd of 7
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