Guinea Pigs Gone to the Rainbow Bridge
August 2007 - October 2007
It is said that when we lose a friend, there is a new star in the sky at night. On these cold, bleak Winter nights I look up, and through my tears I see the stars of a constellation twinkling in the sky. I hope your spirits run free, dashing and playing in meadows of sweet timothy grass, with cool waters to sip and sweet fruits to nibble and play with. May you have places to explore, treats beyond measure, and cardboard to nibble. To all our gentle beloved piggies, we will always love you.
- T. Green, 1996
October 30, 2007
Today my baby Bino passed away. He was my first piggie, 6 years ago and also the best! He would always greet you with a weet and im sure if he had a tail it would be wagging. He loved life and purred like mad whenever i clapped him - he was such a happy piggy.
He was prety sick when i first got him, but i could not resist his little face from the pet shop cage, after his respiritory problems cleared up he was the most loveable little boy and loved nothing more than snuggles and getting his veggies. After 6 months we got him Brockley to keep him company (named after Bino's fav veg) he loved playing mum and Brockley followed him everywhere. Sadly Brockley passed away 2 years ago. Bino missed his friend dearly, but had Casper in the pen next to him to talk too.
He had been looking old the past few months and was a bit stiff sometimes, he was also going a bit deaf, but he never stopped purring and giving kisses but this morning when i gave him his veg he struggled to get up and he was unable to move his back end. I sat with him cuddling him for an hour but i knew it was bad and took him to the vets. She said he had no feeling in his back legs and it had possibly been a tumor, and the best thing for him was to put him to sleep. It was heatbreaking seeing him trying to come to me with his legs dragging behind. I held him in my arms as she gave him the jag, he squeaked quietly and he was in no more pain. I cuddled him for 5 mins until his heart stopped beating, then brought him home.
I spent all day with him on my lap, remembering his life and then this evening took him to my parents to be buried in the garden next to Brockley, Sparky the cockatiel and Trixie the dog.
I cant imagine life without my wee Bino, he will be sadly missed - he was one in a million.
Goodnight Bean Bean, sleep tight and i cant wait to see you again over the rainbow bridge.
Love you always, mummy
Coby (aka Coby Lion, Cobes, Boss Hoooooowg, Little Angel, and they go on and on...)
March? 2003 - October 13, 2007
We found you and your brother at a time when we were newly married and unhappy in a strange city. Because of you two, Los Angeles started to feel like home. You were unbelievably cute with warm eyes, soft pink lips, mini elephant ears, and colorful wavy hair that, if left unkempt, swept the floor like a mane mullet. Shaped like an eggplant with extra wide haunches, we wondered how you could carry all that weight on such small, goofy feet. Lifting you out of the cage was one of our favorite sights to see because your big round belly was just so darned precious. You never fought too hard when we picked you up or kicked too wildly when we put you down. You astounded us with your curiosity, gentleness, and unwavering hunger for anything edible (even indigestible plastic). We'll never forget the way your nostrils flared when you caught a scent from the open window, or how you revealed your infatuation with roses when you kept returning to the den to get a better sniff. It was adorable the way you'd slide, millimeter by millimeter, off of your cuddle bed, but not allow it to interrupt your nap. You were a fiend for spinach (so much so that the vet had to treat you for an overdose!) and a greedy little thief. We couldn't help but giggle when you'd steal a carrot from your brother, tilt your head back so it was out of reach high in the air, and flee the scene as quickly as possible (a few times you sprinted right into the table leg and banged your head)!
We called you our “Little Angel” because that's what you were, and always will be, to us. We were blessed with the happiness, joy, and peace you brought us every day for almost 4 ½ years. Thank you for countless smiles, laughs, and discoveries, sweet Coby. We miss you so much it hurts, but our memories will carry us along until we see you again on the other side. You will always be our little boy.
We love you,
mom and dad
My Rocky - 2003 - 2007
Rocky was so special to me. My old guinea pig was his father who passed away at the grand old age of 7 this year. But Rocky had the most amazing colours, with one darker red side across his nose. He was always the shy and quiet one, but he loved being cuddled by me, and he loved eating the grass in the summer, and I loved tucking him into his warm straw bed in the winter. One day in August he was stood in his run, not eating his grass as usual but whimpering. We took him to the vets straight away, and I had tears down my face as I knew he was seriously ill. Rocky had a chest infection, and because he would not eat we had to syringe feed him the powder the vets gave to us. I loved putting the warm soupy substance into his little, soft, pink mouth, and he always ate better when I was there. After a few days of being syringe fed he still was not eating, then came the worst part. I had to go on holiday with my family, and it tore me apart because I had to leave Rocky behind at the vets. I kissed him goodbye, and blew too many to count before leaving. I didn't know that that would be the last time I stroked his soft, reddish fur, and kiss his little face. He died on Wednesday at the vets. It breaks my heart that I could not have been there with him, to say goodbye, to hold him before he went. He was so brave, and fought as hard as he could. He was the best guinea pig in the world and I miss him more than words can say. He was my everything and I will always love him forever and ever. He lived a happy life with his family, and I knew him since he was a tiny newborn in his mummy's nest. He have been a good age when he passed away, but he was so bright and healthy I knew if he hadn't of been ill he would have lived for many years to come. No guinea pig will ever replace my sweet, dear Rocky, and I hope I will see him again someday, never to be parted again.
I love you forever and miss you always, Rocky.
Endless love Lily xxx
Sonic (Old Man)
We got him when I was 7. Now I'm 11. His original name was Sonic but, soon we changed it to Old-Man. We don't know how old but he was except a little old when we got him. At one point we fed him too much so he got obese but,we kind of put him on a diet and within a few years he maintained back to his normal size. His life was going great he got to run around outside, have some wives, kids, you know things that guinea pigs love. So as I said his life was going great until a few nights ago. I was gone at a relatives house my dad was at home. He said he saw old man lying on his side. So my dad touched him and he said that old man whimpered. I'm not sure what exactly he did but he said he left for a hour or so and when he checked on old man again he was dead.
Braxy, the first second I saw you I knew you were something special. I really thought you had a chance, little guy, especially after healing up as perfectly as you did after having that tumor removed. I'm so proud of you. It's only been a day since you left and already I feel so lost. For the past 2 years you were my everything - I've never seen a guinea pig get so attached to a person as much as you were to me. The corner of my bed will always be yours to lay on, and I hope your bed in heaven is twice as comfortable. Thanks for hanging in there so long b.b., every day was so much brighter because of you.
I love you forever.
Always, mommies (aka the lettuce lady)
March 02 - September 28, 2007
I finally have the strength to write this...although it still hurts so badly.
It's been six months since we let you go. The cancer had spread too much through your little body. My heart literally broke that day; you were so
special to me. You had no fear, were always contempt and you comforted me when I felt sad, even when you were already ill. Im truly grateful for the time you were in our life. We were so blessed.
Little feet touched my heart and left their mark. Gone to meet your friends leaving my world all dark.
Sweet soul wrapped around mine, now you have wings with a silver shine. Fly to the rainbow where you are free, but I wish you were here with me.
One day we'll be one again, together we'll fly, our hearts entwined, little feet touching the mark they left behind.
We miss you so much. Sleep tight my angel.
Maribel & Miles xxx
Endless Mike Hellstrom
11/06 - 9/25/07
This is Endless Mike Hellstrom. Mike for short.
We got him as a puppy (piglet).
He was "palm" sized.
I bought him for my girlfriend for x-mas in '06.
When I bought him he was very small, the smallest in the bunch.
He must have been six weeks old because, the day i got him, they had just gotten him in.
I carried him home in a make-shift box/carrier.
Many blocks in the middle of a "Chicago December".
He sat FROZEN in his cage for hours.
He eventually warmed up to us with the introduction of food.
Today, we were playing with him on the couch. He was being "normal".
After we put him back in his cage, we noticed that he was laying funny.
I got up and started petting him.
I didnt stop until about 10 minutes after he passed.
He laid on his side, scratching and running in place, trying to get back into his tube.
But couldnt muster the energy.
He was coughing and trying to scratch himself.
He was perfectly healthy up until this very moment.
He was a good boy.
Always willing to nudge, and very willing to taste anything that came into his cage.
He had the loudest guinea squeak ive ever heard.
the second either of us got out of the elevator...
He knew it.
We could hear him from 20 feet away, through a closed door!
He was definitely the most entertaining of our guineas.
The galloping, popcorn, hops he would do when on the floor, would make a statue smile.
We loved him and he will be missed always.
~From, Rachel and Jordan
14th June - 7.30 am 19th Sep 2007
Dad found you in the morning and you passed away 30 min after i took you into my arms. I know you waited for me and im so greatful. I miss you more than words can say and i hope you had a fantastic life with us. Sammy will miss you and it will feel strange only cutting half a carrot. You were the best Guinea a girl could have and i hope we will meet again one day. God bless my beautiful boy.
Mummy loves you XxXxXxX
April, 2003 - September 1, 2007Our beloved Piggie Homer passed away on September 01 at 1 pm. We knew he wasn't feeling well, but we did not think he was that ill. He was sitting on my bed, and I was talking to him, and trying to tempt him with his favorite food, green pepper that I grew specially for him, when he left. I am sure he met up with his pal Truffles at Rainbow Bridge.
He was loved more than could be expressed. My biggest hope is that he had a wonderful life with my family. I would like to have had him a lot longer. It was such a special experience to have had the pleasure to be able to be his family.
We all love and miss you, Homer
March 2007 to August 2007
Our gorgeous girl, Princess Emo, passed away on Thursday, August 23rd at 12:30am. We had rushed her to the vet on Tuesday night with a suspected respiratory infection and they put her on antibiotics. She seemed to improve and started eating again on Wednesday but very late that night she started panicking and trying to burrow and gasp for air. We raced her back to the vet but she stopped breathing in the car just before we got there. They put her on oxygen but her heart was very weak and it stopped beating minutes after arrival. We loved you so much baby girl, but you were still a baby and you weren't big enough to fight off the infection. We will love you forever xoxox
You came into my life in May of 2000 after I got you from a local pet store. You were undoubtedly the most endearing pet that I have ever had the privilege to know. I miss you more than you could possibly know. Even though you have been gone for more than a year, you are in my thoughts on a daily basis. Even though you were shy and jumpy at the beginning of our time together, you learned to trust me once you realized that I was unlikely to drop you, which, fortunately, I never did. I used to say that you functioned as my "furry alarm clock" because you would squeak for a carrot the moment you heard me stir in the morning. You were different from the other guinea pigs that I have known in that you very seldom wheeked at the "top of your voice" when you wanted to be fed. Rather, you merely squeaked softly. I guess that you knew that was sufficient to produce the desired results. My family used to say that I hadn't trained you, but rather, that you had trained me. I'll always remember the way in which you would sit on my lap for hours while I watched television. Also, you actually seemed to enjoy classic rock and would purr contentedly to the sound of an electric guitar. I also remember the way in which you would lick my hand like a puppy while I stroked your soft fur with my other hand. The unconditional love that you showed towards me helped me to get through some difficult times. I still love you and miss you very much, Rusty. Even though I will most likely get another piggy after I have finished my education and am once again settled into my own apartment, you can never be replaced, only succeeded. Thank-you for the wonderful five-and-a-half years that we had together. I'll never forget you Rusty and I'll see you again someday when we cross the Rainbow Bridge together. Bye for now Rusty.
February 14th, 2007- August 16th 2007
I remember the first time I saw you, and it just about broke my heart. You were in a pet store and there were boxes in front of your cage, like they were trying to hide you. You were in such bad shape, and I cried when I saw how much pain and how much suffering you were put through. I talked to the manager, and they agreed to give you to me. You were the best Valentine's Day present I ever had. I took you home, and although it was rough going, you made a full recovery, and you even managed to put on a decent amount of weight. Then I started to notice that your poo was soft, and I knew that was a bad sign. So I took you to the vet, and they gave you some antibiotics. I was thinking that you were going to be ok. The next morning I woke up and you weren't eating, moving, or responding to my calling you. I thought you were going to die right then and there. But you didn't. I took you to the vet, and he gave you some different medicine, and also some food to start syringe feeding you. I thought everything was going to be ok. And then you had a bad day, and I hoped to god it was just a bad day. But the next day, I knew when I saw you that you weren't going to live much longer. I broke my heart to see you like that, slowly slipping away in my hands. And you finally gave one last breath, made a little squek, and passed away.
I will miss you, my little frankie bulldog, you yelling at me to give you some food, nosing through
the bowl to find your precious carrot. Although you were with me for such a very short time, I grew to love you much more than I thought possible. I love you frankie, and I will always miss you. And I can't wait for the day when I will see you again.
~Rachel and Les
- August 10, 2007
We went to the pet shop and there was 2 free guinea pigs on dec 26th, 2005. We got 1 free guinea pig. He was a lemon agouti with smoky patch on his back. He was sooooooo pretty and a big!. I just call him Guinea Boy. We don't know how old he was. He was my buddy and I sure loved him. I hold him in my hands close to my face and say guinea boy he would look in my eyes and then he gave me a cheek and cheek hug. I never taught him this. I sure miss his hugs. He was a lovable, easy going, love to nibbles, relax on my lap, love to be petted, talk when he heard the fridge open up, loved eating - his fav was romaine lettuce and he was very smart guy. Our dog always look at him and Guinea Boy would say ha ha you can't get me in my cage.
On Aug. 9 th ,2007 he wasn't looking good we took him to the vet. The vet trim his teeth, gave him fluids, check his poop, his lungs and heart was good and gave us meds to gave him. We wake up at 5:30 a.m. on the 10th to gave him his med and he was gone. My heart was so broken. I am taking his death worst then my family is. We bury him in a shoe box with a nice towel in the horse field with other pets that passed over. Rip Guinea Boy I love you. No other guinea piggy will take your place. My hubby came home with a little girl guinea pig from the pet shop. We will love her to but she not my Guinea Boy. She dark brown,light brown, and some white. We named her Coco When we bring Guinea Boy home my son said its a rat, its a rat take it back. He loved him too.
Thank you for this site its nice to see people love their guinea pigs like I love Guinea Boy. The vet but him down his age 5. Rip Guinea Boy.
~Love your mom, Loretta, Crystal,Tony and Jacob
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