We said goodbye to Nibbles this afternoon after a short unexplained illness. The little brown guinea pig with the flat-top cowlick had been a circumspect and satisfactory pet in all ways since Aden acquired him in third grade. Six years is a long life for a pig - the kids had even begun to wonder when his number might be up. Still, it was a shock to witness his sudden decline. Yesterday in perfect health - today passing through the curtain to the great beyond.
Tears were shed over the loss, though more than one kiddo whispered to me discretely, "Now we can get another cat!" (I might have said that our next cat purchase had to wait until the piggle's passage). It's shocking, even as an adult, to see how quickly living things can become non-living. Hits just a little too close to home.
Hopefully the enervating guinea pig energy is happy in some far-off timothy-hay heaven, or that he gets a reincarnation as a mammal of the higher order. I'm cheering for some species that doesn't have to spend years in a cage. Hey, perhaps even as our next cat....?
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