Guinea has learned to use Facebook. She touches the screen with a paw to make a picture big. You know, pictures of veggies, apples, grass... I let her stare for a bit and then close it and move on until she reaches out again. Eventually she wears herself out and falls asleep. Then I can look at what I want.
But G's problems are back. Yesterday she started bleeding again, and this time I knew it wasn't red pee from beets. I grabbed my iPad and googled 'cavy ovarian cyst'. Symptoms- crusty nipples, aggressive rumblestrutting, swollen abdomen, bleeding. Which is what G had 2 months ago, right before her first vet visit. So...apparently this poor pig has had a ruptured ovarian cyst, a broken leg, a stepped-on foot, and now another ovarian cyst, all in 2 months. Wow. G is scheduled to have all her female organs removed on Friday. The only way to help her, yet it may kill her. Piggies don't do well with sedation. But G is a fighter... The ruptured cyst should have killed her, but she pulled through. Perhaps she will fight the odds on this also.
Today we watched E's mock meet. After the sadness and worry of yesterday, it was a happy event for sure. The boys looked so sharp.
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