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Dear Lola,
I will never forget the day I got you. It was April 23rd 2010. I finished work at 5pm and and made a dash for the pet store with my friend from work and my sister. I had called the pet store previously to see if they had any Guniea Pigs in stock and they said 'Yes, we have a pure white female' so i put a reserve on you and drove over. I remember looking into your cage and seeing you sat up the corner looking sad. All of your brothers and sisters had been sold and you were left alone in the corner hiding from the rabbits. I had already chosen the name 'Lola' before I went to fetch you. That night I spent a fortune on a new cage and plenty of food, hay, toys etc. I took you home and introduced you to my mum and dad. It didn't take you long to settle in. You were taking food from our hands in no time, letting us handle you and popcorning around your cage. It was a lovely spring that year so we all used to sit outside while you played on the grass. Your Daddy (my Fiance) loved you very much. I would often find him talking to you. When you needed anything new he would happily put his hand in his pocket and buy you the best of everything.
I loved how you had taken over our home. We also had 3 cats who we never heard a peep out of but boy we knew we had you young lady. Every morning at 6.30am when I got up for work you would start squeaking and begging for food. I loved to see you pocorn as you snatched your Romaine lettuce out of my hand. You were so happy and loving. You just loved a tickle on the chin. You were my greedy happy go lucky piggy. We didn't just love you, we adored you. You were by far the biggest personality in our house. Rattling at your water bottle throughout the day. When ever we opened your cage door you would poke you head out to see what treats we had for you. We couldn't even open the fridge or open a bag of crisps without you begging for food. You were my little greedy piggy. You loved to go to the vets and have your nails trimmed every 8 weeks. They adored you there and gave you lots of fuss. I must admit you didn't like the car journey but as soon as you were there you were fine.
This Christmas we noticed you had started to limp. We took you to the vets who x-rayed you and said you had a bone infection. My mum would give you your Metacam & Baytril every day while I was at work. At first you would protest but you soon started to take it like a good piggy. A few weeks after your x-ray you developed Ilias and had to start taking Zantac as well as your other medication. SLowly you started to improve. When your leg was poorly you had stopped eating so we put you on critical care. We were so happy when you leg was starting to get better and you became a gannet again begging for food. That made me so happy. January rolled round and we were certain everything was behind you.
Sadly last week your other leg started playing up. You went off both your legs and stopped eating again. We took you to the vets who gave you more medicine and told us to bring you back if were worried over the weekend. This morning you were still not right. You could harldy shuffle along your cage, you were pooing little black bits and you looked so poorly in your eyes. Mommy and daddy took you to the vets. Your favourite Vet told us the news we didn't want to hear but suspected may have been coming. Your bone infection had spread into both legs. Your knee and leg were out of joint and you were dehydrated and in a lot of pain. There was nothing they could do. We kissed you goodbye and cried many tears.
Telling my mum and dad was the most heart breaking thing ever. We all lived together while your daddy and I were saving for our house, which we will be moving into this November. I am so sad you will not be moving with us Lola but I will be taking plenty of photos with me. My mum and dad broke their hearts and held you sobbing for hours. We burried you this afternoon in their lovely back garden. You are now with all my childhood pets resting peacefully. You have all my cats, hamsters and birds from over the last 24 years of my life to keep you company.
Thank you Lola for stealing my heart. You were the best little greedy piggy ever. My heart feels like it could shatter into a million pieces, but I know in time it will slowly start to mend. The most important thing is that you are no longer in pain. Sleep tight little girl.
Love you always heart stealer Love all mommy and daddy and all the family.
xxxxxxxxxxx
I will never forget the day I got you. It was April 23rd 2010. I finished work at 5pm and and made a dash for the pet store with my friend from work and my sister. I had called the pet store previously to see if they had any Guniea Pigs in stock and they said 'Yes, we have a pure white female' so i put a reserve on you and drove over. I remember looking into your cage and seeing you sat up the corner looking sad. All of your brothers and sisters had been sold and you were left alone in the corner hiding from the rabbits. I had already chosen the name 'Lola' before I went to fetch you. That night I spent a fortune on a new cage and plenty of food, hay, toys etc. I took you home and introduced you to my mum and dad. It didn't take you long to settle in. You were taking food from our hands in no time, letting us handle you and popcorning around your cage. It was a lovely spring that year so we all used to sit outside while you played on the grass. Your Daddy (my Fiance) loved you very much. I would often find him talking to you. When you needed anything new he would happily put his hand in his pocket and buy you the best of everything.
I loved how you had taken over our home. We also had 3 cats who we never heard a peep out of but boy we knew we had you young lady. Every morning at 6.30am when I got up for work you would start squeaking and begging for food. I loved to see you pocorn as you snatched your Romaine lettuce out of my hand. You were so happy and loving. You just loved a tickle on the chin. You were my greedy happy go lucky piggy. We didn't just love you, we adored you. You were by far the biggest personality in our house. Rattling at your water bottle throughout the day. When ever we opened your cage door you would poke you head out to see what treats we had for you. We couldn't even open the fridge or open a bag of crisps without you begging for food. You were my little greedy piggy. You loved to go to the vets and have your nails trimmed every 8 weeks. They adored you there and gave you lots of fuss. I must admit you didn't like the car journey but as soon as you were there you were fine.
This Christmas we noticed you had started to limp. We took you to the vets who x-rayed you and said you had a bone infection. My mum would give you your Metacam & Baytril every day while I was at work. At first you would protest but you soon started to take it like a good piggy. A few weeks after your x-ray you developed Ilias and had to start taking Zantac as well as your other medication. SLowly you started to improve. When your leg was poorly you had stopped eating so we put you on critical care. We were so happy when you leg was starting to get better and you became a gannet again begging for food. That made me so happy. January rolled round and we were certain everything was behind you.
Sadly last week your other leg started playing up. You went off both your legs and stopped eating again. We took you to the vets who gave you more medicine and told us to bring you back if were worried over the weekend. This morning you were still not right. You could harldy shuffle along your cage, you were pooing little black bits and you looked so poorly in your eyes. Mommy and daddy took you to the vets. Your favourite Vet told us the news we didn't want to hear but suspected may have been coming. Your bone infection had spread into both legs. Your knee and leg were out of joint and you were dehydrated and in a lot of pain. There was nothing they could do. We kissed you goodbye and cried many tears.
Telling my mum and dad was the most heart breaking thing ever. We all lived together while your daddy and I were saving for our house, which we will be moving into this November. I am so sad you will not be moving with us Lola but I will be taking plenty of photos with me. My mum and dad broke their hearts and held you sobbing for hours. We burried you this afternoon in their lovely back garden. You are now with all my childhood pets resting peacefully. You have all my cats, hamsters and birds from over the last 24 years of my life to keep you company.
Thank you Lola for stealing my heart. You were the best little greedy piggy ever. My heart feels like it could shatter into a million pieces, but I know in time it will slowly start to mend. The most important thing is that you are no longer in pain. Sleep tight little girl.
Love you always heart stealer Love all mommy and daddy and all the family.
xxxxxxxxxxx
