Its been over a year now since my little guinea pig, Hope, passed away. Hope was a special little creature and like me, he had disabilities. He reminded me that even if things are a bit crap now, that life can still be lived in a way that is both meaningful and enjoyable. I think of him often and I miss the sounds he used to make everyday.
Even if there is part of me that feels sad for the loss of such a beloved pet, at such a young age (he barely got older than 6 months old), there is a part of me that is happy that he is no longer suffering and he doesn't have to deal with his seizures or the urge to hump everything that he saw (which was at times the funniest thing you could see. I know he watches over us and urges me to stay strong, and never give up on anything, along with Alphonse who has been gone for 18 months now, and my beautiful gentle giant, Patch who left us only 6 months ago. They all left me with holes which I struggled to fill, but I know that if they could see me now, they would be proud of my resolve and strength.
Love you boys.
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10 years ago
The photos show the beauty of the little pigs.
ReplyDeleteRIP Hope, Alphonse and Patch.