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Guinea Pigs Gone to the Rainbow Bridge |
January 2001 - June 2001 |
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
I rescued her from a school. She was going to be put in a shelter. The day before I got her, her friend Curly died at the school, he was sick and died over night. A month after I got her, she started to get sick. The same illness as Curly had. Someone must had given them the sickness, maybe someone had the flu. Anyway we buried her under our Oak tree outside and put a little rock, saying Moe on it and planted daisy's next to it.
Paige
He was the first real pet I've ever had, he was really smart. He would always stand on his bowl if he wanted food or run around to tell us he wanted to get out of his cage. He also was so loving and cuddly for if I picked him up and pet him, he would roll up into a ball and sleep. Just this morning when we put him outside, he loved the grass. Unfortunately when time came the sun got to him and gave him a heat stroke. We tried our best to save him but he died. All I know now is that he's at the bridge happy now, healthy and now in a better place. All I know is he's waiting there for me now
Lucy was my childhood friend. She was bought to me by my parents as a Christmas present. I took her everywhere I went. She had a sweet and cute personality. She even kissed me on the nose the night before she died. Even though guinea pigs have come and gone throughout the years, Lucy was the one that affected me the most. She was not skittish or mean in any way. Even though it has been a long time since she died, her memory is still in my mind and heart. Today I have another guinea pig. She is over a year old and still not calm. I do not think any guinea pig will ever measure up to Lucy. I hope she is still enjoying her life over the "rainbow bridge". I miss her sweet cuddle and her happiness for life. She was always a "mom" to my other pigs. I even had a dog she befriended. They were so close. I would leave Lucy in the yard and the dog would care for her. When I would lay on the ground, Lucy would run around me. When Lucy died, the dog also disappeared. She grieved Lucy's death as much as I did. Thank you Lucy for being my special childhood friend.
Love, Allie
Our dear little Snickers passed away on June 2, 2001, after a short illness. She was black and very adorable. As I (we) were in the car, about to leave, our mom called us in, and brought us upstairs. There we found Snickers, asleep, ready to cross the bridge. We hope she is having fun. We miss her dearly. Hope you have enough food!
Love,
Keavy, Ciarán, Bríd, Mom (Robin), and Dad (Richard)
Our beloved Skunk passed away May 13th from natural causes while vacationing with his family in Darlington South Carolina. " I fell asleep last night and woke up in a beautiful meadow, the sun was warm and the sweet grasses swayed in the soft breeze. My legs felt strong and my mouth didn't hurt anymore. I felt all alone and scared in my new surroundings. Two small pigs were approaching from the East, and in the glare of the morning sun I could not determine who they were. As they came closer one of them stepped forward, greeted me, and said "don't be afraid Skunk, for you have crossed the bridge, and we are your parents". " I was overwhelmed with joy and soon noticed all the other happy pigs and people that had come to greet me. Tell Acorn not to be afraid for this is a beautiful place were pigs never get sick or old. I'm happier then I've been in a long time, and I can't wait till I see the rest of my family again so we can range the meadow together."
Andy, Joyce, and Acorn (twin brother)
by: apa8
I cried all night,
I cried all day,
My life was shattered for a moment,
that felt like a life time.
That day you went home......
It rained with tears.....
Sorrow filled the air
I could not bare it........
The night I saw you leave,
I ran with tears....
running.....thinking.......hatred of what
I could have done.......
It went through me....
I cried as I carried you....
The empty body....that once was filled
with life....
That night...
I fell asleep crying......
Thinking about how I could have
saved you......
I got sick the next day......
body....to weak to move....
Eyes....stained red....
head....pounding with pain....
We buried you.....I, in sadness,
pain, misery, eagerness to see
alive....dug , and dug........
I covered your grave with flowers....
Underneath the lovely trees...
surrounded by flowers.....
I had you for only a day....
Maybe less...
yet, I cried as though you were
a person.....
But yet, you were so close,
in such a matter of time.....
I thought as I rested.....
Why!? Oh my goodness Why!?
Tears flowed like endless rivers
of pain
that day........
Life is so short...... sometimes
you don't
know what you got, until its gone.
Mocha, we will always love you in
heart
and will always remember you.
My little friend chocolate died yesterday, April 26, 2001, after having 3 abscesses, 2 teeth operations, 3 teeth trimmings, and a raccoon attack.
She was always very sweet and purry and I loved her alot.
Also thank you to Sharlene for all her help with chocolate's problems
Ian
Calliope was my muse and my heart. What a beautiful, buoyant girl! What intelligence and personality! She was the piggie who would stand on my foot when she wanted veggies, who could take a slightly ajar door and pull it open, who'd jump into my arms when it was laptime. I never was exactly sure if I was training her, or she was training me. If she ran into the PVC tube in her cage, that meant she wanted exercise time on the floor. If she stood by the stove in the kitchen, she was reminding me that it was time for her Vitamin C. She even intuitively seemed to understand the shifts from standard to daylight time and back again. Within a day, she'd be asking for her treats according to clock time. Five p.m.? Time for a carrot piece.
I think she even had a sense of humor. One night she was sitting in my lap, and I stretched my arms. She followed suit, stretching out her front paws and giving a big yawn. I wondered if it was a coincidence, but we stretched together many times afterward.
Sometimes, Calliope could accomplish things I couldn't. For example, she was a master at taking a section of newspaper and making it into an "A-frame" that she'd rest beneath. I, on the other hand, failed miserably each time I tried to make one for her.
So hard to believe that I'll never again see Calliope doing laps around the kitchen floor, slipping in and out of her various tunnels. Hard to believe that I'll never again get to sing "Happy Birthday" to her (her favorite song) or watch her fall asleep in her cage, her head resting on her sock buddy.
Calliope was a rescue piggie, who came to live with us in September 1996. Although she was almost five, she remained so spry and active that I thought she'd be with us for, well, almost forever.
Words are such dull instruments, not nearly precise enough to capture what I truly want to say. My heart spills over with love and with grief. As my mother once said after a visit with Calliope, "I miss the little pig."
Rest in peace, Calliope. Please wait for me at the Bridge.
Love,
Cindy
You and your sister was given to us when you two were about a year old. Even though your slave mom was allergic to you two we would not think of getting rid of you girly girls. We had 3 great years with you. You left us all to soon on March 12, 2001. We love you and will miss your squeaking. Pinky misses you but now has 2 new sisters.
Renee, Dave, Mark, & Becky (the
Slaves)
Pinky your sister.
Kiwi came into our lives in October of 2000. He left us suddenly in February 2001. Kiwi belonged to my youngest son, but was quick to win over my older son and I. I never would have guessed that a creature so small could win me over like Kiwi did. We have never had a piggy in our lives and were pleasantly suprised at how endearing these little creatures are. We have opened our hearts to two more piggies, Squeekers and Ms.Piggy, but Kiwi's is not far from our thoughts. I wish I knew what went wrong, it was so sudden and I can't help but feel guilty, perhaps there was something I could have done. We are lucky to have a veterinarian that handles GP's as well as other critters, but in Kiwi's case it didn't help... We rushed him to the vet's and she told us that it could be some sort of infection, and they gave him IV fluid with medicine. The next day the vet called me to inform us of Kiwi's passing at 9 p.m., she told me that he seemed to rally around and vocalize a little, but sadly he was too weak and left us... I felt so bad, for Kiwi, for my kids and even for myself...I missed his presence more than I could have ever thought... Kiwi's name often slips out when we are talking to our other piggies.....I pray all piggies go to heaven.... Thanks for making a place to put a memorial... Animals are such a big part of many of our lives, brightening our days and filling many lonely peoples lives.
Sahar
Patches was my now 14 yr old daughter's piggy. She got him as a tiny baby at age 10. He was a funny little thing...brown, white and black patches of color, hence the name, Patches!! He had a mohawk right down the middle of his back!! He didn't eat some lettuce I put in his cage last night, so I knew something wasn't right. I stayed home from church with a sore throat, I am never sick. I went to see if he ate his breakfast salad and he didn't. So I got him out to hold him. He wasn't acting well, so I came to the computer to look on a GP health website for help. He went limp as I was holding him. My heart broke into a milion pieces. Patches was four years old and we loved and enjoyed him very much.
The Griffith Family in Texas
At 7:52 AM on February 25, 2001, my constant companion, Lucy, died in my arms. She was only a little over a year old. Lucy was always a sickly piggie, but I loved her no matter what. I loved the way she squeaked when I came home from work. I loved the way she sat on my shoulder and we watched TV together. I loved watching her run like a maniac across my floor. Lucy, I'll never forget how small and afraid you were when I brought you home. I'll never forget how wonderful I felt when you finally trusted me enough to let me hold you. I'll miss hearing your toenails clicking against the floor. I'll miss watching you smoosh yourself between my bed and a box. I'll miss the way you used to grab a piece of lettuce then drag it into your house before anyone could take it off you. Lucy, I'm GLAD I picked you out of the bunch. I don't care how sick you were, you were perfect to me in every way. You've left a huge hole in my heart and I don't know that it'll ever heal. I take comfort in the fact that you're someplace happy now with other piggies, and you'll never be sick again. I hope they have lots of lettuce for you to eat. I'll miss my snickerdoodle. I will always miss you, and I will always love you. Someday I'll see you again.
Love, Chrissy
Our little Darla died after a brief illness. I only had her for 10 months. Darla was my first pet guinea pig. She loved to eat, run around and be petted. She was very pretty and I miss her a lot. I will see here again when I cross the bridge.
I miss you,
Zachary
Our dearest Big Al died yesterday. His kidneys failed and he could fight no longer. We held him all night, knowing it was to be our last together in this place. He was stroked, held and whispered to until the very end, which came about 4:00 AM. We cried so hard it hurt for he was a wonderful, loving and noble piggy who brought much joy into our lives. We thought about where he was going, to a place that is warm and sunny with green alfalfa fields and all the dandelions he could ever want. He will meet Patches and all the other piggies there and frolic without cares. We miss him dearly and his loss will leave us with a hole, but we will try to fill it with his pictures and memories. We will see him again at the Bridge and then will never part again.
We love you Bigness.
Steve, Sue, all the kids
Your wife Florinda and the rest of the piggies
This is Buddy and he was my little friend for just over 14 months. I got him when he was about 6 weeks old and he died at 1.45am on 2/8/01.
I miss him so much and I will never forget him. He loved parsley, wheatgrass, carrots, apples and almost everything else. He was so smart that he would come over when you called him and he was the little prince of the house. I love you Buddy and I hope to see you again some day.
Lorraine
Daggett was a gift to our family when his was moving to Chicago. He became a big part of ours the day he came into our home. Dag was 3.5 pounds of gentleness always giving purrs of friendship and an excited greeting standing in his cage to say "take me out and let's play." The things he did can never be duplicated, the laughter and joys remembered. He was "Our Boy."
It was a tumor in his sinus that turns his story sad. Dag was in serious trouble. With all odds against him for never being able to withstand such major surgery he proved everybody wrong. The vet and his staff were amazed at how well he did and the next day he was home with his family once again. Our family and friends were so happy. That night though something went tragically wrong, the vet thinks possibly a blood clot went to the brain. Daggett went into distress. When our daughter awoke the following morning she knew something was very wrong. There was no greeting or excitement coming from Dag. She picked him up and he died in our hands seconds later. Our pain and sorrow exploded when his ended. It seems so unfair our gentle family member was stripped away leaving such painful emptiness behind. Our hearts broken on 1-25-01.
Daggett, when you crossed over the Rainbow Bridge we are sure you found a beautiful place to wait for us. You will never be forgotten and own a permanent place where you touched each of our hearts. You are still and will always be "Our Boy." We love you very much and miss you even more.
Mom, Dad, Kaitlyn & Jessica
I am saddened to say that my 4 day old Texel baby boy Shaggy lost his battle for life this morning, 1-12-01. He tried so hard to stay with us and just was too sick to stay. I miss him terribly and he already holds a very special place in my heart! I love you Shaggy and will see you over the bridge. I hope you remember me!
Tammy
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