My Misty xx
My precious Misty, here is your tribute my beautiful girl.
I'll start at the beginning, when I first got you. You were so tiny, and when we took you home you were terrified of Minnie at first, but you soon became the best of friends.
Me holding you when I first got you:
One of the first pictures that was taken of you:
Then Millie and Minty (later renamed Jack in his new home) came along and you were such a wonderful auntie to them:
Then after a few weeks Minty had to go to his new home, and you, Minnie and Millie became the three little pigs.
I have so many good memories with you, too many to list them all. I loved the way you would "read" the tv magazine when you were on my knee:
The way you sat in the piggie tent in such a lady-like way, expecting us to serve you pepper on a silver plate and squealed if Millie or Minnie dared to come into YOUR tent! I remember in year nine I used to get you out every morning before school and you would sit on the cushion and watch tv, and never once did you wee/poop. I will miss the way you sat on my knee, then suddenly darted up me onto my right shoulder (never my left) and buried yourself in my hair. Then you would turn your head for a "Misty kiss". If I ever carried you at the same time as one of the others and they were sat on my right shoulder, there would be trouble, that was YOUR spot!
I will miss your gorgeous piggie lips and piggie tongue:
and your "baby paw".
Then in May 2010 we lost Minnie, your leader. We could tell you and Millie missed her, you couldn't understand where she'd gone. So the three little pigs became two:
You two looked after each other, even though you weren't particularly the best of friends when Minnie was around! When we lined you up for photos we always put Minnie in between you, as we said to Millie "Auntie Misty likes her space!"
Then on Monday the 14th February 2011, you took your final breath whilst mum was holding you. We tried to make you better my sweetheart, but in the end pneumonia won, just like it did with Min Min.
We buried you in the garden next to Minnie. I know you're with her again now, I bet you're a right little madam up at the Bridge! Squealing whenever anyone dares to come near YOUR patch of grass!
One day Millie will join you and the three little pigs will be together again, but until then fun free with Minnie, wait for Millie and wait for mummy too.
Goodnight my special girl. Mummy loves you more than words can say.