Guinea Pigs Gone to the Rainbow Bridge |
March 2006 - July 2006 |
It is said that when we lose a friend, there is a new star in the sky at night. On these cold, bleak Winter nights I look up, and through my tears I see the stars of a constellation twinkling in the sky. I hope your spirits run free, dashing and playing in meadows of sweet timothy grass, with cool waters to sip and sweet fruits to nibble and play with. May you have places to explore, treats beyond measure, and cardboard to nibble. To all our gentle beloved piggies, we will always love you. - T. Green, 1996 |
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Hershey
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We loved this little piggie from the moment we saw him. Liz picked him out when he was just 1 month old. We drove for an hour to a breeder to get this little guy. He was very happy and enjoyed his hay and an orange slice everyday! He had such beautiful coloring with a stripe right down the middle of his face, dark brown on one side, reddish brown on the other. Everyone who saw him thought he was special. He died of old age and we miss him very much. Love always, Mommy, Daddy, Liz, Phil, and Merry |
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AJ
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I remember the day my brother and I brought you home. YOu tried so hard to figure out why you had left your nice warm house and sister and were now in a cardboard box in the strange thing we call a car. But when we got in the door, we were all so excited to see you and start getting to know you. After you had been with us a few days, you met Goat, the hamster. You took to her so quickly and tried as hard as you could to protect her when she'd snuggle up against you. Now you can play with and protect Goat once again since you both are on the Rainbow Bridge now. I wish you could have stayed with us longer, however the past 5 years I couldn't have asked for a better friend. YOu always knew when I had a tough day and needed to just lay down and hold you. As upset as I got at you for peeing on my bed in the middle of the night, I think I'm going to miss that now, strangely enough. Thank you very much for sharing your life with me. I couldn't ask for a better fur baby and friend. God speed good pig. Love, |
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Becky
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Yesterday
I lost my Becky. Saturday July 15 2006. She went in for a tooth
trimming a couple days before. Something went wrong and she stopped
eating, nothing we could do seemed to help. We took her to the vet
hospital at CSU and they gave us a prognosis of about a week left
of nothing but pain for her. I wanted so bad to change that I pleaded
with God to spare her but I had to let her go for her sake. I love
her so much it feels like my world has ended I wish it had. I was
given Becky by my children who pooled their Christmas money to buy
her from Petco a couple years ago. She was a different looking pig
from the others I've seen, leaner with a more pointed nose and a
prominent razor back from the head to halfway down her back. Her
favorite place to sit was on my shoulder facing out. She would sit
like that and purr happily for quite a while. She would even sleep
there on occasion. We brought another piggy home a black furrball
named Angel who all the other pigs would pick on, at least until
they found out Becky had adopted her. After that the picking stopped.
Becky would come to the front to get her special treat at treat
time then disappear into her house then come out for another treat,
acting like she had not got one yet. Often she would lie in the
front of her house waiting for a chance to give another piggy a
playfull nip on the rear as they walked by. She was never mean or
anything like that and it took all of 2 days to get her people trained.
I miss her with all my heart and wish to God I could join her now.
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Stewie
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This is for my beloved Stewart (Stewie) he was my very first guinea pig and started my whole adoration for these furry fellows. I loved him dearly and I wish he were still here. I was happy because he did die right by my side and I was with him through his suffering which i think was a shutdown of his kidneys. He will always be in my heart and his roomie Jerry's too ( even though stewie was the dominant one and often got on his nerves, they had a love hate relationship) I love you forever baby stewie and i will always remember when i woke up all i would do is rise and here enormous squeaks from your little self for the much loved food. Love Forever- Alexa |
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Archie
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Archie, your sudden passing on Fathers Day has flattened me. Words cannot describe the void you have left in my heart and home.. Although we had four wonderful years together, I was really hoping for one or two more. Sadly, three days ago it was your time to cross the Rainbow Bridge. I will never forget stroking your soft fur as you drifted off, hopefully knowing I was beside you as you left. It may sound absurd that a mother in her 30's could mourn a guinea pig so deeply, but we had such a unique, special relationship. When I was in the maternity ward in labor, it was a picture of you with the dogs I used as my "focal point" to get me through the contractions. When a particularly painful contraction engulfed me, Daddy told me to "Think about Archie". You were such a comfort to me at the end of the day, my little lap boy. I loved to snuggle you up in a blanket (or in your custom made slipcover bed, a gift from Aunt Christina ) and feed you your favorite treats. I used to take baths while you hid under the shower curtain, poking your nose up at me from time to time. You were a reminder of my youth, when I amassed a menagerie of mice, rats and hamsters. Funny how at nearly 25 years later, at 34 years old, I would be joined by the one pocket pet I would love the most. There were days when I toted you around with me a little too long, maybe you would have rather been in your cage under your igloo, but you were always a good sport about it. I know you loved me too, Archie. What a handsome, expressive pig you were. I loved that little smile you gave. I was so proud that Aunt Michelle won first prize in a photography show with the shot of you with your brother Bosco. Daddy will miss you too. Although he sometimes acted annoyed about my preoccupation with you, it was he, who on Fathers Day rushed to the local nursery. He bought a beautiful little apple tree for you Archie, so that you could rest peacefully with your favorite fruit. One day the tree will bear fruit that I will feed to my future piggies, sweet boy. Bianca asks me where you have gone, and I tell her you crossed the rainbow bridge to be with your loved ones. She misses you, but she seems happy that you have been reunited with Bosco and Edith. Archie,you were the pig of my life and always will be. I hope you have joined Bosco, Edith and Petunia at the bridge. May you have an eternal supply of carrots, apples, and watermelon to eat, and magazine corners and book covers galore to chew on. Until we are together again, goodnight my sweet prince. I will never forget you, and I love you so much. xoxo Mommy |
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Scrappy
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Little Scrappy, you were the best, smartest Guinea Pig in the whole world. We loved you so much. You always could leap from any height, jump over any barrier, chew on any unexposed cord. No guinea pig was as clever or energetic as you. Even though you were so small when you were born, you got big, but you were always still Scrappy to everyone. We'll really miss you Scrappy.. Scott |
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Harriet
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Harriet was the most unique guinea pig I ever met, even though I never met her "in person". Harriet was the unofficial head of an animal rescue organization that specializes in caring for homeless and feral cats. Harriet never realized she was a guinea pig, and lived a fast and free life, enjoying food to it's fullest and taking charge of feral kittens or German Shepherds when she saw the need. She had her owners well trained to respond to the little bell in her cage, bringing her a treat or tending to her every need and whim. Harriet will always be remembered by those who loved her. Guinea Pigs' Rainbow Admin |
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Samantha (a/k/a Sammi, Sam-sam,
Baby Sam)
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Samantha had a brown face and rump, and was white in the middle, with a little white curling up behind her right ear. She loved fresh grass, parsley and carrots, sunshine and chin rubs. She would call hello to us when we came home from work, and was great friends with our two cats. We didn't know she was pregnant when we adopted her, and she had a son, Oreo, in August, 2000, who predeceased her in November, 2003. This is also in grateful appreciation of the guinea pig cyber-community for all of their guidance. We adopted Samantha on a spur-of-the-moment whim, knowing nothing about cavy care. The knowledge and advice received from this virtual universe was, we believe, largely responsible for our having so many healthy years with Samantha. We especially appreciated the overwhelming response when we sent out distress calls once Samantha gave birth! Peace. The Malone Family |
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Bubbles
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Bubbles was born at twelve oclock at night on the morning of the 18th of may. when I looked down at him when he was first born I thought he was a beautiful strong little boy in the whole world. Sadly when I woke up the next morning he was dead he only lived for less than 6 hours. His sisters will miss him dearly. The Walsh Mob |
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Harry
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Goodbye
Harry. |
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Hero, The sweetest guinea pig in
the world.
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I had a beloved guinea pig named Hero. She was a rough-coated teddy bear with red and white and gray fur. She had 3 pink paws and one black-and-pink paw. She was so sweet we could kiss her on the mouth and she never bit. When we'd rock her against our chest, she'd rock, too! The day we got Hero and Dot, we went to my local pet store, although my brother and I were thinking of was getting two hamsters. Fortunately, as it turned out, the pet store only had one and they told us that it wasn't the nicest of hamsters. So we looked at some baby gerbils. The owner told us that they needed 12 more days or so til they could go home but we didn't want to wait that long. So then I looked down at a few very strange animals. They had no tails, they squealed like pigs but they were furry. They were guinea pigs! I called my brother over to see if we liked any of them, we got to hold of a few that looked sort of cute. None of them really grabbed us until we picked up a chestnut satin and a rough-coated teddy bear. The owner said that we could wait for the gerbils or take these guinea pigs that same day! I jumped up and down (not with a guinea pig) and yelled "YES...YES I WANT THE GUINEA PIGS!" My brother agreed and so we got the two of our choice. A year or so went by until we truly got attached to the two of them named Hero and Dot, (the chestnut satin, Hero's bully of a step-sister but still sweet) However, I had to figure out that the relationship would not last forever...and I would. Another year went by until Dot got unusually sick. She wasn't eating and was stiff when held and had sleep seeds in her eyes and around her nose. A few days past and we brought her to the vet and did everything we could...but it wasnt enough to save her. Dot died the day I came back from my 5th grade field trip in June of 2004. After her death I sometimes held Hero in my arms and cried. She would look up at me as if saying "Where's Dot?" or "What's the matter?" My stomach always hurt when I thought of Dot many days after. However, I did dream of her shortly after she passed, and she was beautiful and shiny and fat and just looked so happy that I knew she had made it over the rainbow bridge and was leading a great afterlife. During the 2 more years of having only Hero it suddenly felt like the pain began to fade away and that it was like it was OK for Dot to go over the rainbow bridge. I also discoverd Hero's true nature. When I would plop a handful of spinach into her bowl I would always tiptoe away and watch from a short distance as she reached to grab the tempting food. And the funny part was that she always dragged her shoebox house by her big fuzzy butt over to where she ate (she always liked being under cover). If she ever heard me giggle at her, she'd race right into her house. In early April of 2006 (I'm in 7th grade) Hero refused to eat a few carrots I placed in front of her while watching TV. I thought that she just wasn't hungry so I put her back and put the carrots and some spinach in her bowl. The next day was my first 7th grade field trip and everyone was excited. When I arrived home that afternoon iI skipped happily into my playroom and into the pig room (right next door). When I lifted her box I found her sitting there all fuzzy and snug. But something wasn't right. She was as stiff as a board and was breathing hard with some goop around her eyes. I thought, "No...not you too, not now...no Hero, please no." I placed her on a pillow on the couch and called my mom's cell. I told her how Hero was looking and when she came home to look at her she said. "She could be fading honey, you know she's almost five. That's pretty old for a guinea pig." I yelled "NO!" cuz I didn't want to believe it. That evening we spent as much time as possible to keep Hero hydrated and to make her comfortable. When I left her on a towel in her house that night I prayed to God to let her live with us a bit more and now is not the time for her to go. But God couldn't help and Hero passed away that same night and I found her lifeless body lying against her food bowl with her eyes still open. At school I told all my friends about the sad news and they all felt bad. Maybe I'll dream of Hero the way I dreamed of Dot--and know that she's OK. It's taking me a while to recuperate from my loss--like trying to find the missing piece to my broken heart. It's now two days after Hero's death and yesterday my brother and I picked out a lop-eared bunny that we named named Peter (after Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter) but I still need more time to think about how a good life both Hero and Dot lived and that I will someday see them over the rainbow as happy and as sweet guinea pigs they both are. For now though I will always have a place in my heart for my two real first pets and my bestest friends of all time. And now it's time for a new responsibility and an effort to make my next pet's life as good as Hero and Dot's were, if not better. To Hero and Dot: I will always love you two and no other pet can take the place in my heart that you guys made. And I also want to thank the other people who have had guinea pigs that passed on. By reading your memorials, it's made me feel like I'm not alone with the thought of losing my best friends. This website has really helped me feel better. I hope you all will be happy and that your pets who have passed on have told you something about what life can really mean when you have someone to share it with, it has surely changed my ways of living. Love with all my heart, P.S.-You might think your pets are gone but they are always beside you, and they will never leave your side. Even though you cannot see them, they are there and they still love you as you loved them. And they thank you for giving them such a good life. So in return for their love they do not want to see you sad because they know you will see them again and your heart really won't be empty after all. Love your pets! |
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Fernando
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Little Fernando, When I picked you out for my little brother I knew you were the perfect piggie. I had no idea you were so sick untill the next day. Although Andrew was devistated to find out you didn't make it thorough your second night with him, he was grateful that you had been a part of his life. I told him that he made your last day on earth wonderful because you finnaly had someone to love you. He took such good care of you and loved you so much. I love you to little Fernando, you will always be loved missed and remembered. Andrew honors your memory by taking good care of Fernando Junior. I know you are so proud of him. I know you are having fun with the other piggies on rainbow road. Andrew and I will see you there one day. We love you! Love, |
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Fluffy
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September 2005, I got my first
guinea pig from my teacher friend Mrs. Smith. His name was Fluffy.
He was a great guinea pig. He would always be there for me and when
it was March 26th (today), he was sick and had to go to the hospital.
We had to put him to sleep and it was a sad day for me. I really
miss that pig. I'll never forget that day cause everyone deserves
a pet they love on earth with them. So, always look on the other
side of the rainbow and you will hear a squeak. Now, my guinea pig
Fluffy will no longer have suffer or death and he will be a happy
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Dora
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My little Dora, I will never forget the day I first saw you nor the day I said goodbye. I will never forget the way you loved to explore, especially when you were little. Thats how you got your name, "Dora the Explorer." I will never forget the way you would stick out your little nose and let me kiss it, and how when we cuddled you liked to lick my hand as if returning the favor. And how I gently rubbed your back as you purred, your warm, soft body resting against me, comforting me when I needed comforting. You seemed to do it best. I will always remember your distinctive squeal, whether it was when I gave you a scrumptious carrot or opened the closet which contained your food. When your cage was eventually moved to a different location in the house I remember finding it odd that nothing happened when I opened your favorite closet, but I wasnt saddened because I could hear your sweet squeal whenever I pleased. I miss all that. I miss you. When you became sick, the veterinarian assured us that you would be okay. I fed you with that syringe over and over, and I could never tell if you wanted it or not. That didnt matter though, because you needed it. You needed it to live. Everyday I hoped and prayed that you would bite into a juicy carrot, or sip some cold water, or show any sign of progress. You tried, but had no success. As the days past you would look healthier, but when I checked on you later you would look worse again. I cuddled with you for hours at a time, comforting you as I wiped my tears. I always feared putting you back at night because I didnt know what the next day would bring. I remained hopeful though, and through it all you seemed to as well. After breathing hard all day, I knew something wasnt right. I didnt want to lose you, not now. Not ever. After I had been holding you for many hours, mom suggested that I put you in your cage so we could both get some rest. I gazed at you through heavy tears as your body moved up and down and I knew. I refused to let you go. A few minutes later you died in my lap. Even after your soul flew to Heaven I continued petting you. You couldnt be gone. You had so many lettuce leaves left to nibble and so much love left to give. I could tell that you wanted so badly to live, fighting as hard as you could. But in the end your little body just couldnt do it anymore. I couldnt stand the sight of your lifeless body, but I just couldnt let you go. It wasnt time. Its never time to say farewell, is it? Theres never enough time to do the things that we shouldve, wouldve, or couldve. Sometimes at night I still cry myself to sleep, holding your picture next to my heart, as I replay your last minutes here on earth over and over. But then I remember all of our good times. Like when you frolicked in the grass, munching on it excitedly. When I would set you down on the carpet and you would run back onto my lap. When you would squeal delightfully as I filled your dish full of pellets. I could never get enough of you, Dora. You were my little baby and I loved you so much. I still do. I miss your cedar chip smell, your high pitched squeal, our little Eskimo kisses. I miss the way you made a gloomy day bright. Youll never fade from my memory or my heart. I miss you baby. See you soon. Love and Hugs, |
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Snow,Snowball,and Snowflake
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Snow,Snowball,and Snowflake were sadly stillborns of my pig Amy's first litter. I came home one day to hear that my pig had 5 babies, but 3 of them were stillborn. Even though I did not know them the news saddend me deeply and I will always love them and so will their brothers Liberty and Spangle. |
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Rainbow
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Rainbow,
you were with us for only 7 months but during that time you made us
laugh and smile. You knew when it was time for dinner and would always
jump on top of your log cabin and wait patiently. You would squeak
when the fridge door was opened or when the fruit and vegetables were
being chopped up.
You were always very lively so we knew something was wrong when you went off your food. We took you to the vet who gave you an antibiotic injection, but sadly you didn't make it and died yesterday in Mum's arms. We were all there with you when you left us. We miss you Rainbow. Love, |
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Cinnamon
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To our dear, beloved Cinnamon-
No words can accurately capture the lust for life that you displayed every second of your abbreviated existence. You lived your life with more zeal than most humans: you were curious, social, ambitious, athletic, and friendly, an all-around well-spirited creature. Your assertive attitude commanded respect from everyone you encountered, and you deserved every ounce of it. We will never forget your infatuation with watching television from your cage, your great enthusiasm in greeting visitors with a loud squeak and nibble, and especially not your love of stepping on the face of your cage-mate and friend, Seymour Bananas. Take solace in knowing that we will forever be humbled by the effort and heart you put into battling pneumonia and an upper respiratory infection these past few weeks, nearly overcoming both. It has been hard to get used to your absence, as you can never be replaced, but we know that we must. And so we must say good night, dear friend, may you rest in peace. -318 and 1818 |
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