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Guineapiggos
Bert died peacefully in his sleep in May. I had only had him for 3.5 years, and he was adopted as a baby. I don't know why he died so early. Now I'm left confused and sad because I don't know what went wrong, or if I didn't notice the signs of an illness. I wasn't even there with him when he died, even though I was home when it happened. I had been doing online school the whole morning, and at some point during that had a weird instinct that I should go downstairs and check on my pigs. I ignored it, and came downstairs a few hours later to find he had passed. I wish I had gone to him earlier in the day so I could have been there or at least seen him before he died. The last time I saw him was the night before.
Bert was an amazing piggy. He was gentle and could sit in someone's lap for hours, purring the whole time. He was very patient with little kids, but was always quick to put his cage mate back in his place. He loved being outdoors - the moment he realized I was headed outside with him, he began purring nonstop. I miss him, and so does his brother. He seems so confused and lonely and does not know what to do without him. Scurry on over the Rainbow Bridge and eat grass. I love you, Bert.
Bert was an amazing piggy. He was gentle and could sit in someone's lap for hours, purring the whole time. He was very patient with little kids, but was always quick to put his cage mate back in his place. He loved being outdoors - the moment he realized I was headed outside with him, he began purring nonstop. I miss him, and so does his brother. He seems so confused and lonely and does not know what to do without him. Scurry on over the Rainbow Bridge and eat grass. I love you, Bert.