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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
my lil man, furball and all
the day you came, size of my palm
i knew i was going to love you
like a sibling i never had...and it
might sound wierd....but you saved me
from myself and gave me reassurance
my lil furbello...i miss you so...
i know now what it means to lose something
close to your heart....i love you dearly.
you were my first real pet. i was 19 and you
were a baby....i'm glad you came and sad that
you left....you'll never be forgotten.....
my sam-i-am.
love your mom,
mabel
Our adorable piggie, we miss your fuzzy face and your gorgeous eyes. I guess you just couldn't wait any longer to be with your pudgy litte brother, Cocoa. We miss and love you and we always will.
Your loving parents,
Angie & Nathan
We have had the pleasure of giving Bobbie a home for 2 1/2 years. We'll never forget the way he could lie in his hammock, just looking at us when we would have dinner, with his dark black eyes! Never giving a bite to anyone, always trying to make new friends. His biggest friend was Tommy, the dog he grew up with. We got Tommy over to say goodbye on his last evening. Raising your head with your last pieces of energy, you said goodbye.
We'll miss you dearly little friend. Have fun at the Rainbow Bridge, with all the other piggies and lotsa nice food! We love you.
Harald & Lonneke.
I'm still reeling from the shock of losing Cobweb this morning...especialy seeing as she wasn't even two years old! About three months after we got her (from a professional breeder) she developed a nasty skin infection. We went to the vets and he gave her injections to stop the itching, but it all must have been too much for her. Dispite her pain, she was a lovely guinea pig who was abit afraid of her human companions. But she still gave a lot of happiness to us and we will miss her dearly. May the goddess smile on you our little one, you will never be forgotten!
Suzy, Brian and your friends!
Mocha is gone
It is with a very heavy heart that I tell you that Mocha has gone to the Rainbow Bridge. It was very unexpected - but for the best. Late Sunday Steve and I noticed that she was not eating. We also noticed that she was very cold to the touch and seemed to be tilting her head to one side. When I fed her lettuce, she tried to eat it but it was like she didn't know how. Steve took her to the vet early Monday morning and they confirmed our worst suspicions. Mocha had severe brain damage and would likely not make it. Steve phoned me at work to tell me the news and I immediately phoned the vet to authorize her eunthansia. She went to the Bridge Monday. I am sure that we made the right decision.
Mocha came into my life in July 1999. I was in a local pet store buying pet supplies when she caught my eye. She was a beautiful black guinea pig with a small orange patch on her side and a white foot. I left that day, swearing I could not buy another guinea pig. But - the very next weekend I found myself in that same pet store, buying her and bringing her home. She was "calling" me.
Mocha was the sweetest guinea pig. From the very day I brought her home I knew there was something wrong with her - but she gave Steve and I love from the bottom of her heart. She was the only guinea pig I had that would fall totally asleep in my lap and dream, kicking and moving her eyes. She would purr and purr and purr - just like a cat - a noise I had never heard a guinea pig make. I think, now, that the noise sounded unique because of her various deformities - but I also know that she was doing it totally out of love. She was the only guinea pig that I ever had that loved to be held from the very day I got her. She had a couple of trips to the vet, which cleared up pneumonia and respiratory infections, and she spent most of her life healthy from then on.
Although her life was short, I hope it was a wonderful one. I truly believe that God guided me to that pet store - twice - and He asked me to take care of one of his most precious creatures, since she was so special - and needed extra care. He wanted her to have a good life, even though it was destined to be short.
Remembering our sweet Mocha
Jenn
My sweet Petal died in my arms today. She had been very ill for a few days and there wasn't anything else I could do but hold her and let her know how much I loved her.
You were always so quiet, little Petal. Such a good mom to your two litters of babies. I guess you wanted to go see Daddy Smudge and your brothers, Snapper and Yetti. I wasn't ready to let you go but I didn't want to see you hurting. I'm sure you have found the bridge by now and they are saving the biggest, orangest carrot just for you. Say hi to Uncle Smuttie for me, and all the others. I'll take good care of Mama Daisy until she comes to be with you. Good bye little friend. May you always be fat, happy and healthy in the warm sun at the rainbow bridge. I miss you already.
Sharlene
Pepper, You made me so happy and brought me so much love and joy in the years you were around. I'll never forget all you have taught me and I will forever keep you in my heart.
I love you- Stephanie
I adopted Bart when he was a few weeks old. I told his family that I would take him because my sister might want him, but I knew right away that Bart would be staying with me. He helped me through the long days while I was in college and brightened up my new house when I moved. He had been slowing down for the past 6 months and finally died peacefully a couple nights ago. The ground is frozen solid right now, so he'll have to stay above ground until the spring (although this won't prevent him from reaching the bridge before then). If something good can come from your passing, it will be the inspiration to build a much larger pig-pen, and start a whole family as soon as possible.bye Bart,
Dieter
Pepper, You made me so happy and brought me so much love and joy in the years you were around. I'll never forget all you have taught me and I will forever keep you in my heart
. I love you-
Stephanie
I would like to say hello to my two baby boy guinea pigs Tiger and Mugwhy who lived for two years.
You guys were and still are the best present I ever received. I love you and I will see you in Rainbow Bridge.
love
lacey age 13
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please take care of Bandit too (doggy)
He came to me on a Sunday afternoon. His previous owners warned me that he had skin problems. What he had was a lethal gene. The front of his body was soaked and smelly from drool. I took one look in his mouth and was horrified at what I saw. One of his lower incisors was growing into the roof of his mouth. I grabbed my nail trimmers and clipped it. He dove into the food bowl and didn't stop eating. I had to soak his food in water so that he could eat it. The result of a roan x roan mating, this poor little tyke was doomed from the start. He was missing all of his upper molars and the lower ones were growing every which way. His tiny eyes could not see. He ate like a trooper and even I thought that he might pull through. His stools got larger and more firm. He drank from the water bottle with no problem. I washed his little face constantly, to keep his skin from becoming too irritated.
Three days after I got him, he was gone. I had been wondering if it was fair to keep him alive and the little dear spared me the awful decision. After he died, we learned that he was missing quite a bit of his gastrointestinal tract. His belly and intestines were full of food and stool, but because they were so short, he could not absorb the nutrients properly. I beg anyone who reads this to PLEASE never breed roan to roan or dalmatian to dalmatian. It just isn't worth it. Show animals are great, but not at the expense of a little life.
Good bye little Cream Puff. You tell God to be good to you. I can't wait to see your big eyes and your perfect teeth when I get to heaven. Say hi to the others and know, little baby, that you were very loved for your last 3 days on earth.
Sharlene
My dear little Bumble went to the bridge on Dec. 10th. She lost her mother only a month ago and was never the same. I tried to put her in with other sows. A fight ensued and I nearly lost my finger. For the first time in her life dear Bumble lived alone.
I can still remember the day she was born. She was the result of my first pair of piggies, Gruffles and Butterball. On May 19th, 1994, Gruffles and Butterball became the proud parents of Bumble, Blackie, Bear and Runt. She was the only girl and had the prettiest colors. She had perfect stripes that reminded me of a bee, so I named her Bumble. Gruffles died from antibiotic toxicity. Bear died from a broken jaw (caused by a congenital defect.) Blackie died after bladder surgery. Runt just got old and wasted away and slipped away peacefully one night. Butterball succumbed to heart disease. I am afraid that Bumble died of a broken heart.
She wasn't a snuggly pig. She hated to be held. She tolerated my kisses twice a week, during cage cleaning and had no problem munching carrots or vitamin C from my fingers. I knew she was going to leave. I held her, kissed her, and then let her hide in the little wooden box that she loved to go in for nearly 5 years. She was an Abbysinian mix. The fur on her head grew straight forward giving her "bangs". We all joked that she looked like one of the Beatles. Her death marked the end of an era. I tried to keep the legacy alive by breeding her brother, Runt. He was too much of a gentleman to mate with Flower so Gruffles and Butterball never became grandparents. This is my tribute to the six of them.
Thank you, my little friends, for introducing me to the wonderful world of cavies. My life is now dedicated to them, as my head count reached 80 this week. I will continue to rescue them as long as I am able. Each and every one is far too precious to end up at a shelter. Their short little lives are far too valuable to be cut short, even by a day.
Good bye my first loves. I will never forget holding you for the first time and wishing I could just sit and watch you forever instead of working or going to school. The awe I felt at seeing the four of you being born will always inspire me to keep going...to keep saving every one that I can. I am glad that the six of you will never know what it feels like to be unwanted like so many of my little friends before they came to me. I will see you all at the bridge one day, just as I remember you in my mind, in my heart and in my soul.
I miss you.
Love,
Sharlene
I have 2 piggies Butterscotch Alfalfa who died in early June, 1999 and his mother, Duchess Marie, who passed away yesterday, December 13, 1999. We all miss you both so very much. I am very thankful that I got to watch Duchess slowly pass away and give my last goodbyes. I told her to say hello to her son, Butterscotch, for us. They both loved each other dearly and are reunited in Heaven. We love you two!
Love,
Blair, Nancy, Ron, and the 2 other pigs, O'Malley Buttons, (Duchess's
first love), and her daughter, Tigger Marmalade.
If it's true that every lost freind turns into a star, there will be a tiny new constellation on the sky tonight. 3 new stars that entered the sky one month after each other. It gives me comfort to think that you are some place in the sky in these cold, frosty nights. But you were so tiny when you left me, all 3 of you.
Little brown, nameless piggy. 4 days was all I had with you. I didn't even have time to find you a name, one day you where there, the next day you were gone. One day there was excitement over your birth, the next day sorrow when I buried you outside my window.
And little Ziggy Stardust. My darling baby, why did you leave me? It's kind of okay really, the world wasn't good enough for you I guess, but i miss you so much. I'm so happy that you are on the rainbow bridge, but I can't stop crying when I think about you. You where lovely when you were born, and you had this funny curly hair. But then you started to lose it and you grew almost entirely bald. I fed you babyfood 4 times a day for a week, until your little body said "no more". I'll miss your smell and your nibbling on my fingers when I wasn't fast enough with the feeding spoon. I hope they serve you that baby food in cavy heaven cause you loved that stuff. But you will have to find someone else to feed it to you, cause it won't be me for a very long time. I've named one of my little newborn piggies after you, a very sweet little piglet. But he is nothing but sawdust compared to you, you little rascal.
Enjoy your timothy grass Magnus cause you never got a single taste of it. When I brought you to the vet this morning, I knew you would newer come home with me alive. At least there was someone with you when I couldn't be there. I hope you are not mad at me. I know your little stomache doesn't hurt anymore and that you aren't cold. And you will have plenty of freinds there, cause everyone had to love you and hold you when you where still with us. Even my mom liked you and that is a lot to accomplish, I hope you know that.
At least there are 3 stars in the sky to guide my way from now on.
Say hi to Bastian and Snowwhite, Spot, the cats, the dogs and the chicks for me.
If you see a little spotted pony there, then give him a kiss from me. I love you all and you are all with me in my dreams.
Joanne
He was a super little guy. He preferred to remain quiet and let his little brother Merlin whhek for treats and the like. He had popcorning down to a science. He was only with us for 11 short months and we will really miss him.
Joanne
Jeremiah was a white and tanish abyssinian. He died on November 1, 1999 at the ripe old age of 7 years and 2 months. He was the most affectionate and tame guinea pig that I have ever owned. He would sleep in my lap and follow me around in the house when I let him out to run. In his younger years, he was quite acrobatic. Once, we built him a special cage that had plexi-glass sides and no top. We designed it to give him a lot of space. When we came home from work, he was not in the cage. He figured out how to jump out of the cage by getting a running start, teetering on the top of the side wall, and then jumping to the other side. Horrified, we built the cage taller than we thought any guinea pig could get out of. Jeremiah again escaped. We finally had to put him back in his regular cage. Jeremiah is loved and missed very much.
Melinda Roy
My dear little pig died on October 24th 1999. 'Miss'. Piggy, helped me with all my problems, with his sweet woinking and cheerful snuffling. I Love You baby and miss you always. Maddie and your brother Kermit
Beloved boss-pig, caretaker and snuggler.
Missed by mommaslave Lina and the remaining Trio Sonata Piggies, Nisse and Tussen.
Jackson was just two when he left us for the Bridge. Rob got him for me for my 20th birthday. He was so small that he would climb down the collar of my shirt! He learned to beg for food quickly after. He would sit up on his hind legs and reach for his "poofs," his favorite treat. He also loved his carrots. He ate them so furiously that his mouth would be temporarily stained orange! Jackson loved to be held, and would curl up in your lap for hours, if you would let him! He loved our fleece blanket, and would fall asleep almost instantly if you wrapped him up in it. A few weeks ago, he stopped drinking. We took him to the vet, who said his teeth had grown together. She clipped them, but he still wouldn't eat. We syringe fed him for a few days, then took him back to the vet. She said that he probably had liver or kidney disease, and that his temp was too low. We took him home and wrapped him in a heating pad. His temp went back up, but it was too late. He died that night at 8:45 in our arms. We miss you alot, baby boy, and we hope that you are now happy and healthy, eating your carrots and poofs and popcorning all over the place! We love you!
Sadly missed by Mommy and Daddy (Rob and Kellie)
Stinky was an abused pig. We took him from his abuser and gave him a wonderful life. We kept him in the back yard in his own house under the deck of our patio. It was entirely fenced in with chicken wire. Stinky was in heaven. He could eat all the fresh clovers he wanted. Our cats loved laying in the yard with Stinky. He may have thought he was one of them. We soon became the owners of another gpig named Emma. Stinky was in love. It was the happiest day in a little pigs life when he met Emma. They both roamed around in the yard, ate clovers, saw grass and played. Then the terrible incident happened. Two older, malnourished puppies climed the fence into our yard. All we were able to find was Stinky's hair. He died defending his Emma. The two of them were out eating clover, Emma made it back to the enclosure, Stinky made sure of that. Unknown to us, he was defending his unborn babies. We thought that we would never have any part of him but his hair to remember. Emma is ready to give birth. I can feel the babies moving all around. So part of Stinky will always live on.
It's great to know that other people love them as much as I do.
My Little Boo-Boo has gone to the Bridge! We both tried very hard, but I guess it just was not meant to be! I miss him very much, and hope he will meet his Dad there and they can play together without ever another care in the world!
I love you little guy!
Be happy!
My dear boy, i love you very much and so does Chester. You will always be in our hearts. You and Chester will always be my favorite pigs because you are my first. I hope you are munching on lots of carrots, lettuce, and cucumber. We miss you Rodney. But remember you'll always be my piggy big boy.
Love,
Meghan and Chester
My sweet Carrot came to me a few months ago. She had a large stone just inside her urethral opening which required anesthesia to remove. My friend couldn't afford the treatment so I said I would take her. 15 days ago she developed a head tilt. I suspected it was an ear infection so I put her on antibiotics and sent blood to the lab, just because of her age (she was 8!) Her white blood cell count came back at 70,000. Normal is about 12,000. Carrot had cavy leukemia. We began chemotherapy and got her into remission for a short while. One of her eyes became infected and she could not see out of it. The other became infected but was cured with the help of a veterinary ophthalmologist. We were elated when her blood count was down to 8,000. Unfortunately it went back to 45,000 a few days later. She wasn' teating or passing any stool and barely moved, so today I ended her pain and let her go to the rainbow bridge. This is the third case of cavy leukemia I have seen, but the first time that chemo did anything. My little Carrot was so tough. She fought so valiently, perhaps because she loved life so much. I will never ever forget her and I will never stop trying to find a cure for this horrible disease that has taken three of my very special little friends from me in such a short time. Good bye sweet sweet Carrot. I loved you from the minute I laid eyes on you and I will always love you. You are my hero and my friend. I know you are at peace now. Good bye little Care Bear. Tell God to be extra good to you. Say hi to Smuttie, Gruffles, Abigail, Himmie, Snapper, Yetti, Runt, Bear, Blackie, Boinker, Peppie, Wilbur, Evan, Ellie, Charlotte, Smudge, Sprout, Pooh, Petie, and all the others. I will never forget you.Never.
Sharlene RVT
When trying to come up with a "tribute" for Sonny, I struggle for the words. What I really have are many fond memories. I recall chasing the little piggie around the house, trying to coax him back into his cage. I remember him climbing up my back and nestling behind my neck. He was part of our family for only a short time, but he will be missed.
Good Bye Sonny - We Love You
Phil, Judy, Nathan and Jenadu!
My beloved Teddy I miss you so much. I know I forbade you to go to the bridge but it is okay. I know it was just too much for you. You fought hard. You are the best piggie in all the world. Our whole family agrees with that. No one else has ever kept such a clean cage or insisted on having a cage cleaned. I am going to miss scratching your chin and hearing your chuttle. I am going to miss watching daddy get a nip for doing the same thing. I am still saving the best treats for you; the fattest carrot or leafiest celery. I can't help it and then I get to your cage and you are not there. You still had so much of life to live. There are regrets but I am glad I got to love you and that you showed me the joy of piggies. I will love you forever and a day and miss you greatly. Be well my Teddy. Say hello to Maurice and Cocoa, and know that I will be coming for you someday.
Kelly (mommy)
Oh Nebula, my little hairdresser, I miss you so. Watching TV just isn't the same without you on my lap to cuddle. I remember the day I went to the shelter for a rabbit rescue group and saw Dale checking over the guinea pigs up for adoption. I saw you and knew I would be your slave. I miss your loud food wheeeking in the early morning and bringing you back to bed with me while I caught some extra sleep time. I miss your hairdressing skills on the other guinea pigs as well as on my own hair. You certainly loved to give everyone the best hairdos!
Since your cage was in my bedroom, every morning and every night I miss seeing you get on your hind legs to make sure I saw you and picked you up. The spot is very lonely without you.
I know you are happy now and no longer the sick piggie you were before you went over the Rainbow Bridge. I image you are with Felix, Hannah, Chewbaca, Spotty Butt and Philly, hairdressing like crazy and giving them updates on all the piggies in our household now. You are a very, very special pig and there will always be a place in my heart only for you.
We miss you!
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