JaseChase
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My lovely boy Tofu crossed the bridge yesterday evening at the vets

Tofu had three friends in his life. The first was his twin pig Noodle, they came to me in 2021 when I had just got out of a bad relationship and was living on my own for the first time. They brought me so much joy with their antics
Tofu was quite a timid pig at first. Took him over a year to really feel comfortable with hand feeding and health checks. Then he mellowed out into a little gentleman who loved a cuddle


Noodle & Tofu saw me through three house moves and meeting my now-husband before we lost Noodle almost exactly a year ago
Tofu’s second friend was Patches, a rescue who brought out his relaxed side. Those two didn’t have a single brain cell between them (seriously, the number of times I had to remind them how chewing works
) but they loved each other enough to work as a team. Tofu taught Patches the joy of coriander and showed him what a good piggie life is before Patches was called over the bridge far too soon

Then Tofu became an uncle boar to little baby Edamame
he was so gentle with this new tiny ball of chaos we brought into his life. I have never smiled more than those first few weeks watching Ed follow Tofu everywhere around the cage. Tofu started popcorning again (impressive with his arthritis!) and got back all his joy and enthusiasm
He taught Ed how to clamber on top of hideys to squash them, how to climb the bars to demand food, how to headbut the syringe away at *exactly* the right time to avoid evil medication, and most importantly how to be a happy guinea pig

The end wasn’t a surprise. Tofu has had arthritis since he was two, problems with his eyes & sight loss for years, and a bladder stone that ultimately took his life. He let me know when he’d had enough and I had to listen
Goodbye, my sweet boy. Nothing will ever feel the same without you


Tofu had three friends in his life. The first was his twin pig Noodle, they came to me in 2021 when I had just got out of a bad relationship and was living on my own for the first time. They brought me so much joy with their antics


Noodle & Tofu saw me through three house moves and meeting my now-husband before we lost Noodle almost exactly a year ago
Tofu’s second friend was Patches, a rescue who brought out his relaxed side. Those two didn’t have a single brain cell between them (seriously, the number of times I had to remind them how chewing works

Then Tofu became an uncle boar to little baby Edamame
He taught Ed how to clamber on top of hideys to squash them, how to climb the bars to demand food, how to headbut the syringe away at *exactly* the right time to avoid evil medication, and most importantly how to be a happy guinea pig

The end wasn’t a surprise. Tofu has had arthritis since he was two, problems with his eyes & sight loss for years, and a bladder stone that ultimately took his life. He let me know when he’d had enough and I had to listen
Goodbye, my sweet boy. Nothing will ever feel the same without you


