Marjorine, you were the sweetest little soul. Because of your degenerative health, and the fact that you were getting worse and worse, no matter what I or Daddy tried to do for you, broke my heart. I decided to put you to sleep before you were in any more pain, my sweet baby. I'm sorry - I know you were young, and you should have had a much longer life. It was the hardest decision I've ever made. It scared me so bad, Marjorine, to come home thinking we were making progress only to find your eye the way it was. The vet said that eventually your whole left side would be useless, and you might even have an infection of the brain. I didn't want you to be in anymore pain. I love you, Marjorine - that's why we had you cremated, so you could be with us even after life. I'm so happy I got to meet you - enjoy piggy heaven, little boy. Run through the hay fields and bathe in the sunlight. Rumblestrut the hell out of the other guinea pigs, and dominate.
I love you and I miss you so much, I cry about you almost every day. What we did was for the best, and I know that, but I miss you more than you'll ever know. I love you, I love you, I love you.
I love you and I miss you so much, I cry about you almost every day. What we did was for the best, and I know that, but I miss you more than you'll ever know. I love you, I love you, I love you.
