klee
Adult Guinea Pig
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Had the sad news this morning that Rosie was found in her forever sleep, she was 7.5.
Rosie was beautiful and unique, unlike any of the other piggies in her pen when we got her and Georgie in August 7 years ago, she was a little ball of white fluff. Who used to coo and purr when being stroked.
When Georgie was 3 she passed away leaving Rosie on her own, Rosie was quiet but she carried on regardless and would always be waiting at the front of the hutch for some grass.
Last May after being on her own for 2 years, we decided to go to The Potteries GPR to find her a new friend, we came home with Ruby and less than 2 weeks later we ended up with Esme and Tia. The change in Rosie was amazing she would snuggle up with her new friends and as time went on they would all be sat at the front waiting for some grass.
They say 'You can't teach a old pig new tricks' well that didn't stop Rosie trying. When the gingers would climb the bars she would be there not wanting to miss out, but she could barely manage to get one stiff old leg up at a time let alone two, so it was a major achievement when she did.
So proud to be stood on the food bowl.
She got her voice back, initially just an airy wheek which eventually got louder and she would often be the first shouting for food.
She loved her younger friends, even Tia who would climb all over her. She loved her even though she protested so much when she was climbing on top of her head.
She loved her paper bags filled with hay, and would snuggle in there with Esme. Esme would always lick her eyes, and Rosie would return the favour.
My paper bag
She was always snoozing, in the sun at the front of the hutch in a fleecy cosey or in a big pile of hay
She was mischievious, and even up until this week still wanted to hide between the cages like she did last year.
TBC...
Rosie was beautiful and unique, unlike any of the other piggies in her pen when we got her and Georgie in August 7 years ago, she was a little ball of white fluff. Who used to coo and purr when being stroked.
When Georgie was 3 she passed away leaving Rosie on her own, Rosie was quiet but she carried on regardless and would always be waiting at the front of the hutch for some grass.
Last May after being on her own for 2 years, we decided to go to The Potteries GPR to find her a new friend, we came home with Ruby and less than 2 weeks later we ended up with Esme and Tia. The change in Rosie was amazing she would snuggle up with her new friends and as time went on they would all be sat at the front waiting for some grass.
They say 'You can't teach a old pig new tricks' well that didn't stop Rosie trying. When the gingers would climb the bars she would be there not wanting to miss out, but she could barely manage to get one stiff old leg up at a time let alone two, so it was a major achievement when she did.
So proud to be stood on the food bowl.
She got her voice back, initially just an airy wheek which eventually got louder and she would often be the first shouting for food.
She loved her younger friends, even Tia who would climb all over her. She loved her even though she protested so much when she was climbing on top of her head.
She loved her paper bags filled with hay, and would snuggle in there with Esme. Esme would always lick her eyes, and Rosie would return the favour.
My paper bag
She was always snoozing, in the sun at the front of the hutch in a fleecy cosey or in a big pile of hay
She was mischievious, and even up until this week still wanted to hide between the cages like she did last year.
TBC...
Very sorry for you and the fab little friends she has left behind.
