Nicquita
Teenage Guinea Pig
Tiny passed away last night. my little girl was four and a half, and for an odd looking little in bred pet shop piggie, i'm quite proud of her.
Chris picked her out in a pet shop over four years ago, and i always said mean things about her, as it seemed that she hated me. she was the most lively little girl ever. she wheeked every day. the loudest of my pigs. because of that, it seems that a gaping hole has been left.
it always amused/annoyed me, because i fed her and cleaned her out and looked after her, but she's always run away from me. yet whenever Chris was there, she'd always be out wheeking, and ready for cuddles. clear favouritism on her part ¬_¬
Tiny was my second ever guinea pig, and i've had her almost her entire life. she was named 'Tiny' as she fit in the palm of my hand. ironic when she went from 'tiny', to a very disproportionate 1kg+. she had her pointy little nose, and goggly eyes, and rather than going pear shaped like most pigs, she usually just ballooned out at the waist. but her abnormalities made her one of the cutest, most unique piggies that i've ever seen.
i'm quite distraught. i may have always picked on her, but she always got her treats, and ate from my hand, and i loved watching her. she was such a unique little girl. i think i may have even loved that she picked Chris over me. as though she really had a preference, which to me, is a pretty smart characteristic, no matter how dopey i liked to say she was.
she always ran out to greet me, then became disinterested when she saw that i wasn't Chris. she even used to wheek at his voice. recently she'd been losing weight, so she 'spoke' to Chris on the phone. she even seemed to recognise his voice then.
she was my piggie house model and everything
and she had the cutest set of piggy lips
and now, she's gone to join my other little beauties on rainbow bridge
i hope there are lots and lots of veggie treats for you there. and i'm going to miss you forever and ever.
these are just some of the photos that i have of my amazing little girl. many more were taken of her, so i essentially have photos of her throughout her life, which i'm suddenly incredibly grateful of. i can't believe i'm never going to hear her piercing little wheek again, or have tomato splashed all over my lap when i give her treats.
i keep bursting into floods of tears. my mom and sister keep pointing out that she had a good life, but somehow that doesn't make it much better. her life would've continued to be a good life, one that she deserves for how happy it always made me to hear her nattering away at me when i didn't bring food, even if their bowls were full, and all the cute things she did.
a few weeks ago, i took a fifteen minute video of her running around the kitchen, seemingly perfectly healthy. running around, wheeking, eating her treats, chewing my shoes, everything. she was such a happy outgoing little girl. i think the thing that makes me the most sad is that her favourite person in the world was Chris, and he left for uni at the very beginning of october. to my poor little girl, that must've been a really long time ago, and i wish she could've had one last cuddle from him before she went.
night night my bug eyed little freak piggie
i miss you dearly already
Chris picked her out in a pet shop over four years ago, and i always said mean things about her, as it seemed that she hated me. she was the most lively little girl ever. she wheeked every day. the loudest of my pigs. because of that, it seems that a gaping hole has been left.
it always amused/annoyed me, because i fed her and cleaned her out and looked after her, but she's always run away from me. yet whenever Chris was there, she'd always be out wheeking, and ready for cuddles. clear favouritism on her part ¬_¬
Tiny was my second ever guinea pig, and i've had her almost her entire life. she was named 'Tiny' as she fit in the palm of my hand. ironic when she went from 'tiny', to a very disproportionate 1kg+. she had her pointy little nose, and goggly eyes, and rather than going pear shaped like most pigs, she usually just ballooned out at the waist. but her abnormalities made her one of the cutest, most unique piggies that i've ever seen.
i'm quite distraught. i may have always picked on her, but she always got her treats, and ate from my hand, and i loved watching her. she was such a unique little girl. i think i may have even loved that she picked Chris over me. as though she really had a preference, which to me, is a pretty smart characteristic, no matter how dopey i liked to say she was.
she always ran out to greet me, then became disinterested when she saw that i wasn't Chris. she even used to wheek at his voice. recently she'd been losing weight, so she 'spoke' to Chris on the phone. she even seemed to recognise his voice then.
she was my piggie house model and everything
and she had the cutest set of piggy lips
and now, she's gone to join my other little beauties on rainbow bridge
i hope there are lots and lots of veggie treats for you there. and i'm going to miss you forever and ever.
these are just some of the photos that i have of my amazing little girl. many more were taken of her, so i essentially have photos of her throughout her life, which i'm suddenly incredibly grateful of. i can't believe i'm never going to hear her piercing little wheek again, or have tomato splashed all over my lap when i give her treats.
i keep bursting into floods of tears. my mom and sister keep pointing out that she had a good life, but somehow that doesn't make it much better. her life would've continued to be a good life, one that she deserves for how happy it always made me to hear her nattering away at me when i didn't bring food, even if their bowls were full, and all the cute things she did.
a few weeks ago, i took a fifteen minute video of her running around the kitchen, seemingly perfectly healthy. running around, wheeking, eating her treats, chewing my shoes, everything. she was such a happy outgoing little girl. i think the thing that makes me the most sad is that her favourite person in the world was Chris, and he left for uni at the very beginning of october. to my poor little girl, that must've been a really long time ago, and i wish she could've had one last cuddle from him before she went.
night night my bug eyed little freak piggie
i miss you dearly already
xx