Sad Update on my fur Princess

We were supposed to have Princess Popcorn's kidney removed this past Tuesday and have a biopsy done on her liver. My daughter and I dropped her off Monday and they did some bloodwork and a CT scan on her. I got the call Tuesday that the CT scan showed extensive liver damage done by the cysts on it. There is also a cyst on her right kidney. She had trouble waking up from the sedation. They did not believe that she would recover from the anesthesia if we went ahead with surgery so my son and I went back to get her. Her prognosis is poor, the vet believes that she may only have a couple of weeks but he couldn't tell me for sure. The cause of the cysts is unknown but it is suspected to be a cancer called hemangiosarcoma. Even if it had been detected earlier, there is nothing that can be done. My son and I went back to get her. She's home, she's acting ok. All we can do now is love on her, snuggle as much as possible, and make sure she's not in pain. I pray that I don't have to have her put to sleep, that she doesn't suffer, and can go on her own. If I do have to make that decision, I pray that it is a day that my vet is in the office. This hurts so much!

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Aww..I'm sorry ....

may Princess Popcorn spend her last days with plentiful treats and snuggles. She can meet our crew in the afterlife....Bunsen, Beaker, Fozzy, Gonzo and Kermit. :) May they have a piggie party together.

Thank you. She'll also have

Thank you. She'll also have Queen Squeaky and Queen Biter waiting for her, probably with a giant slice of watermelon. Such tiny little animals but yet they leave such big paw prints.

I'm so sad for you PetSpoiler

I'm so sad for you PetSpoiler. Your fur baby has a good momma. ((hugs))

Thank you. I hope she knows

Thank you. I hope she knows how loved she is.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you

Sending Princess Popcorn my love

and prayers.

Thank you

So sorry, she sounds like the

So sorry, she sounds like the most excellent PP ever. Hugs!

Thank you. She is such a

Thank you. She is such a unique little one. Even my husband is attached to her.

Sending You Lots of Love

So difficult. We are animal lovers here...mostly dogs but we do have a grand-cat that we love very much. Just heartbreaking to loose our beloved pets. Big hug and enjoy your time with your sweet baby.

Thank you. My daughter and I

Thank you. My daughter and I have taken some pictures of us holding her and made a few videos of her. My husband is going to buy a watermelon for her tomorrow so I can record her squealing for it. It hurts worse in some ways knowing that the end is coming soon.

Aw Hon,

Pets give us such joy but their life spans are far too short. I'm so very sorry to hear about your little Princess and hope that you can catch this big internet HUG!

That us very true, especially

That us very true, especially for guinea pigs. We had one live to be seven years old and another live to be six. That's considered to be old age for them. Thank you.

I get you, Sweetie. My Llle

I get you, Sweetie. My Llle gal, a Shihtzu-Poodle, carried valiantly on until her 17th year and it was not nearly long enough. She was our child, our darling. When she vaulted the rainbow bridge, my husband and I were incapable of staying in our home without her. We packed up and headed for Florida but, sadly, we took our grief along with us. After 2 weeks of sobbing in one another's arms, we headed home. There was no escaping our misery.

People without pets find it difficult to understand the attachment that we furbaby lovers develop towards our animal companions. Because guinea pigs are small, inexpensive, atypical pets, folks often consider them as being disposable. Not so. Reading about your charming Princess Popcorn, for the last few years, and the devotion that she inspired from her family, was a learning experience. She was special and worth every tear and every dollar that you’ve spent on her behalf.

Again, my dear, I am so sorry for your anxiety and Princess Popcorn’s prognosis and hope that you are comforted by knowing that you gave that remarkable little gal the stellar life that she deserved. You’re a good girl, PetSpoiler; if I were an animal in a pet store, I’d be eyeing you up and yearning for a life with you and yours. You are as special as Princess Popcorn.

Ours was a feathered rodent/rat with wings baby but is so missed

He ruled our home for 15 years before we had to rehome him when we went overseas during one of the bird flu outbreaks. Taking him with us would have cost $8K in transport, quarantine, medical, and licensing fees and he would have had to be in isolated quarantine in a animal warehouse for 6mos. We could not do that to him. hat long in isolation would have done him in. He ended up in the home of the Director of Womens Atheletics of a top name Div1 University. They had two younger DDs and a rescue African Grey so he was well loved, entertained, and had a ton of company and people and a feathered victim to torture. Senegals are the smallest of the true parrots but have very dominant temperments.

An interesting event was when he passed. DW and I were in our then newly built home in a city far from where he was living. We were at opposite ends of our house and both heard him clear as day. It could not be anything but our Max. DW and I both came from where we were separately into the living room and asked if the other had heard him. The next AM I got a LInkedIn message from the Atheletic Director informing us that he had passed the day before. For damned sure he came to say goodbye before he flew over the Rainbow bridge. He was 26. Senegals rarely make it to 13 in the wild and range from 17 to 30 in human families. So, he had a long and good life.

No doubt he is torturing Odin and the gang in Valhalla just as he did us. With his raucus, loving, snarky, incredible sense of humour.

When we got him he was 19mos old and about to be roasted by his first human. They guy had got him when he was a hatchling. The guy worked nights and lived in an apartment complex that was built in a very old Pecan orchard. The Grackles roosted in the Pecans and anyone who has ever heard grackles screeching will never say it is beautiful bird song. A friend of mine worked with the guy and called me one day to tell me that this guy was going to toss the bird out of a window if someone did not want him. He knew I was a bird buy. Cage, toys, food, everything. Just come get him. I picked him up on Sat AM after the guy got home from his Friday night shift. We put him in our greatroom. For 3 days SS (then 2yo) stood in front of his cage and the kid and the bird just stared at each other.

I went to work on Monday AM. DW called me a few hours later "Do you know what your bird just told our kid? SHUT UP GOD-DAMN IT!"

So when Max came to rule our home he could screech like a Grackle and scream SHUT UP GOD-DAMN IT! He was Paco at the first guys apartment. He was Max in our family.

To Max Shut UP GOD-Damn I! meant it was too quiet and he wanted someone to converse with him. We we never got him to stop that. When he wanted attention, he would tell everyone around to shut up.

Over the years he got very verbal. He would march around the house calling "Where's (the kid)", DADDY!!!!, (DW's Name!), Whatcha doin?, Gimme Kiss!, whistling the tune to The Adams Family, Quasons go rolling along, the Marine Corps Hymn, The Airforce fight song, Anchors Away, She's not cryin anymore by George Strait, I WANNA GRAPE!, I' m a pretty bird!, I'm a pretty Max! You're a pain in the ass!, Be nice, Knock it off!, Dooby dooby dooby while bobbing and dancing, etc, etc, etc.... When he would get frustrated he would fluff his feathers, hunch over, and stomp/march back and forth huffing Damn it!,Damn it!

He never got over the Grackle screech though. That was earsplitting and could crack glass.

He only heard "You're a pain in the ass!" one time. DW and I had gotten in a water fight in the kitchen when we were goofing around she grapped the dish sprayer and doused me with it. I lost. During that shenanigans I said "You're a pain in the ass!". After that, often when DW would walk in a room where he was at he woudl happily sing out with "You're a pain in the ass!" One time was all it took.

I miss the little rat with wings.

Interesting factoid, parrots are 4th in intelligence in the animal world behind humans, chimps, and dolphins.

Sending Love to Princess.

Sending Love to Princess. Such a hard time and there are no words.

Is there an organization near you that comes to your home when its time? We found this to be much more peaceful for our fur baby dog and the kids. You could just feel the love in the room.

I'm not sure. I think there

I'm not sure. I think there's a mobile vet but not sure if they'd see a guinea pig. My hope is that when she starts declining that she goes quickly. I keep praying for a miracle, but if I don't get one, then that she goes quickly and doesn't suffer. If I have to make that sad decision though, I really want my vet there.