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Well, after 6 long weeks of convincing myself to suck it up & keep giving Cavy his meds, we finally had a follow up vet appointment. His dead eye looked... well... like a dead eye, but it was no longer infected, so that was great. Also, where I thought there'd be scars around his eye, ear & forehead, the fur was starting to grow back in really nice. The vet was shocked at how well he had healed and said that everything was great, except that... get this.... He said Cavy was "practically emaciated & starving to death". What? What?? SAY WHAT??? I seriously could not process that statement. More than 4-1/2 decades of hearing that my pets are all too fat & this guy was telling me that I'm starving one. I must've looked dumbfounded, because they said it again. They said he had lost weight since his original appt & asked if I was sure I was feeding him enough. With my eyes still bulging out & my jaw still dropped on the floor I told the vet that the little pig was eating me out of house & home. I described the gourmet salads I was hand chopping for him twice a day, plus the unlimited hay & pellets he gets... I'm not kidding, this pig eats better than the kids & I do. The vet said, "Well its not enough. You have to feed him more." At this point I was convinced they were messing with me & I said, "You're messing with me, Right? I'm being Punk'd or on Candid Camera or something, Right?" I seriously started glancing around the room looking for cameras. I said, "Ashton Kutcher or Allen Funt is gonna come walking in here any second... Right?" They assured me that it wasn't a joke & sent me on my way. I left, but I still didn't believe them. I walked through the parking lot on full alert. I looked hard at every car & every tree waiting for the cameras to jump out. I even woke up first thing the next morning & pulled my shorts right on so that I wouldn't be caught on live TV in boxers. When I finally realized Ashton Kutcher wasn't coming, I called my SIL who is a huge animal fanatic & told her what happened. She was as shocked as I was. Our conversation went like this;
Her: "You?"
Me: "I know!"
Her: "You?"
Me: "I know!"
Her: "Wait, YOU are starving an animal?"
Me: "Yep."
Her: "You?"
Me: "I know!"
It was unreal. After a week or so of unsuccessfully trying to stuff the little guy with more food than he could possibly eat, we finally found out that pigs will drop weight when they're on meds. That, combined with all the exercise he was getting in the bigger cage running in & out of boxes must have been the issue. For the record, I've cut him back to one green salad a day, a few fruity snacks, unlimited hay, unlimited pellets & he feels like a fat little porker when you pick him up. Here's pix of the bad eye looking pretty good...
6wks of meds & a miracle recovery.
You can clearly see he's starving to death.
Cavy's bad eye all healed up.
Her: "You?"
Me: "I know!"
Her: "You?"
Me: "I know!"
Her: "Wait, YOU are starving an animal?"
Me: "Yep."
Her: "You?"
Me: "I know!"
It was unreal. After a week or so of unsuccessfully trying to stuff the little guy with more food than he could possibly eat, we finally found out that pigs will drop weight when they're on meds. That, combined with all the exercise he was getting in the bigger cage running in & out of boxes must have been the issue. For the record, I've cut him back to one green salad a day, a few fruity snacks, unlimited hay, unlimited pellets & he feels like a fat little porker when you pick him up. Here's pix of the bad eye looking pretty good...
6wks of meds & a miracle recovery.
You can clearly see he's starving to death.
Cavy's bad eye all healed up.
About a year ago we adopted another pig that had been attacked. Apparently someone dropped him off at my vet for surgery, but never picked him back up again. He sat in a little cat carrier for 2months with no one claiming him & not even a single 'like' on his adopt me FB page.
When I called the vet for info, they said we were the only people to call in the entire 2mos. DH (my enabler) said that it was just too sad to leave him there & to go get him. Me & the kids walked into the vet 5mins before they closed on a holiday weekend with a Critter Carrier & said "We're here for the pig."
Gus-Gus is pretty cute & sweet too. He's got that long hair & a huge flare of drama queen in him. If I had to name him all over again, I might've named him Fabio. 
