I picked you out on December 9, 2008. I had my eye on a white guinea pig, but then I asked the girl at the pet store if they had any really sweet piggies, and that’s when she said “I think this one’s really sweet”, and
pulled you out of the cage.
Over the next few months we got to know each other. At first I was afraid you might try to bite me and so your Dad had to get you out of the cage for me. But you never did try to bite either of us. You quickly became a “Mama’s pig” and preferred me over Dad.
You were my snuggle pig. How many hours did we spend together sitting on the couch watching TV together? You would fall asleep on my fleece “piggy jacket” and start twitching and jump when you woke up. I always made time for “piggy time” every day of your life.
Then on August 26, 2014 I got up and you were sitting in your cage like usual. But after a couple of hours I noticed that you hadn’t moved and were in the same spot. I opened the cage to check on you and I knew something had gone wrong. I thought you might die at any time that day, but you didn’t. So the next morning I put you in your “cuddle cup” and took you to the vet. She told me that you probably had about 2 days left. After some soul searching I decided to let you go. As you passed away in my lap, I whispered that I loved you and that I hoped we would meet again someday.
I still think about you everyday. I miss your friendship and love. I still find “piggy hairs” all over the house and can’t believe you’re not coming back. I picture you sitting patiently in your “cuddle cup” while I cleaned your cage. I can’t believe those days are over.
Until We Meet Again,
| Vinny |
| 27, Aug 2014 |
| Jennifer |