Isa, one little guinea pig died this week.
When I brought the guinea pigs inside tonight because of the cold wind I noticed that Darren was looking very poorly, and he just lay down and an hour or two later he died. The other guinea pig is whistling a bit and restless and tried to help but tomorrow we'll bury the poor little guinea pig in the garden. Here's an old photo of him in a cardboard house. (And later - on Tuesday) Fuzzie stayed up all night sitting on the black jumper wrapped little guinea pig that died. This morning after 9 a.m. Andrew dug up hole in the front garden for a burial, and we planted succulents. Then Fuzzie went back to his pen with soft toys which didn't really make up for the loss of Darren. Isa, a sad day.
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