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Anonymous
OP took better care of their dying animal than my friend did.
At like 10pm she calls me up blubbering about how her guinea pig collapsed on its side and how it wouldn't get up. She said she'd been picking it up and trying to get it on its feet but it couldn't stand on its own. She asks me what to do; I say take her to the vet, and she asks me where the vet is (apparently she's never taken ANY of her previous pets to the vet before). She starts yelling at ME when I tell her I don't know (I have no pets atm, or a car for that matter) so I wind up looking up some places on the 'net FOR her.
Long story short, her "beloved" pet dies night. Totally saw it coming. The week before, I'd gone to her place and it was already looking pretty bad. She'd covered its cage with a large black plastic garbage bag, and wrapped the cold, rigid (but still alive) guinea pig in one too, thinking it would help "insulate" her. I replaced those with a warm hot water bottle wrapped in a towel and told her to take her pet to the vet. She didn't, obviously.
Oh, and she also had to constantly be reminded to give her other pet, a rabbit, water, because apparently the thing that kept the bottle hanging on the side of the cage broke one day and she never felt like fixing it.
tl;dr OP, thank you for being a considerate pet owner. May your pet RIP.
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