Keebee88
Junior Guinea Pig
- Joined
- Sep 9, 2019
- Messages
- 8
- Reaction score
- 11
- Points
- 75
Dear Arthur,
Thank you for being in my life, you were such a sweet boy with a quiet disposition, who was incredibly shy at first.
It wasn’t long the though before we saw a more vocal and confident Arthur who would wrestle Jeff aka the beast for a leaf! At first Jeff was taken aback, but he soon learnt you weren’t to be messed with and it was such a joy to see you grow in confidence.
One day when trimming your claws I noticed you had sore paws and even though I was treated perked of how you would feel, you handled it like a star and even took your medicine without a hassle. Okay, most of the time...
Sadly, two weeks later I heard you wheezing and your weight went down fast. Our cuddles went from pea flakes and exploring to you perching on my shoulder, wrapped in a towel and being syringe fed. It was heartbreaking seeing you withdrawn and barely moving.
Last night after your last syringe feed, I fell asleep and dreamt you were popcorning and wheeking, once awake I had this horrible feeling you had gone and whereas normally I would have dived out of bed to feed you, when Bentley (you know the one; big black and white fluffy thing who likes to lick you and bark at people in the garden) snuggled into me I held him close as felt scared you had gone.
You had. You passed asleep in your favourite bed and I scooped you up and gave you one last cuddle, wishing I could have done more for you.
In spite of writing this through tears, I know now you’re at peace and no longer in pain. I hope you’re up there and like the dream running around wheeking and popcorning.
You will be missed by all of us.
Thank you for being in my life, you were such a sweet boy with a quiet disposition, who was incredibly shy at first.
It wasn’t long the though before we saw a more vocal and confident Arthur who would wrestle Jeff aka the beast for a leaf! At first Jeff was taken aback, but he soon learnt you weren’t to be messed with and it was such a joy to see you grow in confidence.
One day when trimming your claws I noticed you had sore paws and even though I was treated perked of how you would feel, you handled it like a star and even took your medicine without a hassle. Okay, most of the time...
Sadly, two weeks later I heard you wheezing and your weight went down fast. Our cuddles went from pea flakes and exploring to you perching on my shoulder, wrapped in a towel and being syringe fed. It was heartbreaking seeing you withdrawn and barely moving.
Last night after your last syringe feed, I fell asleep and dreamt you were popcorning and wheeking, once awake I had this horrible feeling you had gone and whereas normally I would have dived out of bed to feed you, when Bentley (you know the one; big black and white fluffy thing who likes to lick you and bark at people in the garden) snuggled into me I held him close as felt scared you had gone.
You had. You passed asleep in your favourite bed and I scooped you up and gave you one last cuddle, wishing I could have done more for you.
In spite of writing this through tears, I know now you’re at peace and no longer in pain. I hope you’re up there and like the dream running around wheeking and popcorning.
You will be missed by all of us.
