Tani
Junior Guinea Pig
RIP Little sweet Pootle.
She gave up the fight with bladder stones last night whilst cradled in my arms, in no pain, and crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.
She will be sorely missed and we both (hubby and I) are devastated and can't stop crying.
We took her to a lovely little country private crematorium up in Wales where we could put her body to rest, forever in our hearts and forever in our minds, waiting to be joined with us and our other piggies in the future.
Love you loads and miss you more than words can ever say, our dearest gorgeous, lovable Pootsy Pie.
Pootle was of our first piggies - a black & white Aby, with a cute ginger brown bottom. She was mischevious and liked to whinge but she was the biggest softy ever. She never got snappy or annoyed at us and would have spent forever curled up under our warm jumpers, cradled in our arms.
Only 3 years old, too young to die, but after battling since Xmas with stones, doing everything we possibly could for her, she just gave up the fight last night after trying to pass a 6mm round stone.
I wish I could have done more for you Pootle and saved your pain. I wish I could have insisted on more than just Baytrill for your squealing all these months or gone to seen a specialist or had you x-rayed, but I can't go back in time now and when I did do everything I could, it just wasn't enough.
Love you forever
x
She gave up the fight with bladder stones last night whilst cradled in my arms, in no pain, and crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.
She will be sorely missed and we both (hubby and I) are devastated and can't stop crying.
We took her to a lovely little country private crematorium up in Wales where we could put her body to rest, forever in our hearts and forever in our minds, waiting to be joined with us and our other piggies in the future.
Love you loads and miss you more than words can ever say, our dearest gorgeous, lovable Pootsy Pie.
Pootle was of our first piggies - a black & white Aby, with a cute ginger brown bottom. She was mischevious and liked to whinge but she was the biggest softy ever. She never got snappy or annoyed at us and would have spent forever curled up under our warm jumpers, cradled in our arms.
Only 3 years old, too young to die, but after battling since Xmas with stones, doing everything we possibly could for her, she just gave up the fight last night after trying to pass a 6mm round stone.
I wish I could have done more for you Pootle and saved your pain. I wish I could have insisted on more than just Baytrill for your squealing all these months or gone to seen a specialist or had you x-rayed, but I can't go back in time now and when I did do everything I could, it just wasn't enough.
Love you forever
x