Worst St. Patrick's day ever.
Nothing to do with Beer.
Tuck Guinea Pig died this morning at the vet office.
I found her with very goobery eyes at 5am and called as soon as they were open.
Tom stayed home and took 3 guineas to the vet's.
She made it to the office and got a look over and the vet said she was in bad shape.
He then looked at Winslow and Sammie - as I was worried they might also be sick. As everyone lives in the same cage.
When they went to get Tuck back out of her carrier, they found her dead.
Dr. G is going to see if he can figure out anything. We want to make sure it wasn't horrible contagious. If I need to I'll get antibiotics for everyone tomorrow. I feel terrible. We have only had her for a little over 2 months.
I am worried for my other piggies.
Hope you had a better holiday. Maybe I'll go look for a beer.
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