In loving memory of my darling Pig

Dear blog...

I can't remember the last time I cried. But last night my emotions got the better of me.

It brings me great sadness to explain that my wonderful guinea pig had to be let go today after a possible stroke and not being able to fuction his mouth to eat properly. In the end it was too cruel to put him through the pain, and now he's in a better place.

5 brilliant years we had the pleasure of his company. That's pretty old for a guinea pig! He was so amazingly tame. He'd come running up to you, he's squeak squeak everytime someone went to see him, he'd be happy just to rest in your arms in the comfort of your warmth. He was a very happy guinea pig. And I'm not surprised! We took care of him very well. Especially the girls. He had a two story hutch (which he couldn't quite get upstairs in, well, he tried once and bunny came tumbling down the other way and he never tried again!) and he had a magnificent run out in the garden that also had a hutch for when he got cold or tired.

Every summer he would laze out on his acres of land. The world his oyster! He would eat all day long and still got excited when I would pick dandy lions from outside for him.

He was never lonely. He shared the last years of his life with the brilliant bunny in the photos and enjoyed the wonderful company of our first bunny for the first years of his life, he was so sad when she had to go. Those two were like two peas in a pod! The would just snuggle up to eachother and keep warm. And now, reunited, they'll be snuggling up keeping even warmer together.

How I wish I could only have one more summer together. I've lost a dear friend.
Be brave pig. You'll never be forgotten.