alikateross
Junior Guinea Pig
Ahhh. Not been on this forum for so long. But felt as if I needed to come back and share some news with you all. And look for some comfort. As a lot of you understand what its like to lose one of your little piggles. 
My little Butters passed away on Wednesday night, but I didn't find out until last night as I had been working. On Thursday morning I rustled the foodbag and thought he would come running and squeaking like he usually does, but he never showed, so I just assumed he was sleeping. Would never have thought that he had passed away as he was so young. (not even two!)
It wasn't until after I had came home last night, I was lying in bed and my Dad came in, he goes "I've not seen the little guy in a while, is he alright?" and I was like of course he's alright don't be silly. and then my Dad said "well, I hope he's no' deed!" of course, my Dad was joking, but when I checked Butters' wee house, there he was, lying there.
I tried to convince myself that he was just sleeping, but he was so cold.
I cried until about three in the morning, and then cried when I woke up, and cried all day at work today. And still crying now. Ahhh. I was so attached to the wee guy. Its so awful to lose him, I've never lost one of my piggles before.
We buried him when I came home from work tonight. He's all snuggled up in his cosy bed with his favourite toys. So he'll be all comfy for his wee afterlife.
Everyone at work couldn't understand why I was so upset. Of course, they would've seen Butters as "just a guinea pig," but all you lovely people know that they're not "just guinea pigs," and that they're a part of the family.
I feel as if I'm ranting a wee bit now, but I just had to let it all out. But you guys all understand.
which I love!
Sleep well, my baby Butters. xxxxxx

My little Butters passed away on Wednesday night, but I didn't find out until last night as I had been working. On Thursday morning I rustled the foodbag and thought he would come running and squeaking like he usually does, but he never showed, so I just assumed he was sleeping. Would never have thought that he had passed away as he was so young. (not even two!)
It wasn't until after I had came home last night, I was lying in bed and my Dad came in, he goes "I've not seen the little guy in a while, is he alright?" and I was like of course he's alright don't be silly. and then my Dad said "well, I hope he's no' deed!" of course, my Dad was joking, but when I checked Butters' wee house, there he was, lying there.

I cried until about three in the morning, and then cried when I woke up, and cried all day at work today. And still crying now. Ahhh. I was so attached to the wee guy. Its so awful to lose him, I've never lost one of my piggles before.

We buried him when I came home from work tonight. He's all snuggled up in his cosy bed with his favourite toys. So he'll be all comfy for his wee afterlife.
Everyone at work couldn't understand why I was so upset. Of course, they would've seen Butters as "just a guinea pig," but all you lovely people know that they're not "just guinea pigs," and that they're a part of the family.
I feel as if I'm ranting a wee bit now, but I just had to let it all out. But you guys all understand.

Sleep well, my baby Butters. xxxxxx