JoannaMarie
Junior Guinea Pig
Goodnight Ted
You were my first pet, along with your arch rival Alan. When we picked you from the rescue centre you looked so poorly. You had half your fur missing through mites. I thought you looked like a teddy bear so named you Ted. You were so quiet when we first had you, you never made a noise, no squeeks, no grunts, you were so quiet and timid. Alan was always chatting but you never did.
Then one day after a month of having you I bought in some cucumber to you and Alan. I suddenly realised two guinea pigs were squeaking! You found your voice and from then on you were constantly squeaking for food! I knew you were happy and settled and it made me feel good to know that. You put on lots of weight and grew a big wriggly bottom!
That was just 6 months ago. From the day I had you you had bladder problems.... You had an operation to remove a blood clot but you continued to get infections and after another scan we found you had kidney stones. You were in so much pain, you had lost so much weight I couldn't put you through another operation. The vet tried his best for you but you decided you had had enough and you went to sleep last week. I saw you just before you left me. It was heartbreaking for me to see you that way, I knew you were dying, and the image of you in your last moments when you were fighting to stay with me still haunts me. The vet tried to keep you here but you were ready to go.
I never thought losing you would be this hard. I feel like my heart is ripped in two. I miss you, I miss your happy grunt when I gave you food, I miss your squeek when I enter the living room, I miss your cuddles, I miss the way you lifted your chin up to let me know you wanted me to scratch it for you.
I want you to know I love you with all my heart.
Most of all I want to thank you for being in my life, for making it a joy to come home to. Even when you were poorly and I was hand feeding you, it was always a joy to give you love and care. I have been filled with worry for the last few months, fearing I was going to lose you. I would give anything to have you back, but I know how much pain you were in.
I hope one day we will meet again so I can hold you in my arms, and give your chin a scratch.
But for now I will have to say goodbye...
Goodbye my Ted, goodbye.
x
You were my first pet, along with your arch rival Alan. When we picked you from the rescue centre you looked so poorly. You had half your fur missing through mites. I thought you looked like a teddy bear so named you Ted. You were so quiet when we first had you, you never made a noise, no squeeks, no grunts, you were so quiet and timid. Alan was always chatting but you never did.
Then one day after a month of having you I bought in some cucumber to you and Alan. I suddenly realised two guinea pigs were squeaking! You found your voice and from then on you were constantly squeaking for food! I knew you were happy and settled and it made me feel good to know that. You put on lots of weight and grew a big wriggly bottom!
That was just 6 months ago. From the day I had you you had bladder problems.... You had an operation to remove a blood clot but you continued to get infections and after another scan we found you had kidney stones. You were in so much pain, you had lost so much weight I couldn't put you through another operation. The vet tried his best for you but you decided you had had enough and you went to sleep last week. I saw you just before you left me. It was heartbreaking for me to see you that way, I knew you were dying, and the image of you in your last moments when you were fighting to stay with me still haunts me. The vet tried to keep you here but you were ready to go.
I never thought losing you would be this hard. I feel like my heart is ripped in two. I miss you, I miss your happy grunt when I gave you food, I miss your squeek when I enter the living room, I miss your cuddles, I miss the way you lifted your chin up to let me know you wanted me to scratch it for you.
I want you to know I love you with all my heart.
Most of all I want to thank you for being in my life, for making it a joy to come home to. Even when you were poorly and I was hand feeding you, it was always a joy to give you love and care. I have been filled with worry for the last few months, fearing I was going to lose you. I would give anything to have you back, but I know how much pain you were in.
I hope one day we will meet again so I can hold you in my arms, and give your chin a scratch.
But for now I will have to say goodbye...
Goodbye my Ted, goodbye.
x
