Chief Roberts II
January 2003 to November 14, 2003
Chief came into my life when I lost everything. All he did was make those little monkey noises the first time I held him, and I was in love. He brought me many smiles and snuggles; he was my baby. Chief was a huge fan of belly scratches, kale, and carrots. I'm going to miss watching him sleep in my house coat, and letting him recline against me while I read.
He leaves behind his pal Noah, and myself.
Here's a photo of him taken by Salana while he was in "piggy summer camp".
My god, my heart is so broken.
- GL is Just Peachy
Monday: Eat, sleep, eat, hit on the sows, sleep, eat, hump Jackie during floor time.
Tuesday: Sleep, eat, beg for more food, eat, sleep, eat, get humped by Einstein during floor time.
Wednesday: Wake Salana up at 6am, sleep, eat, argue with Jackie across the room, sleep, sleep a little more, eat, hump Einstein during floor time.
Thursday: Sleep, eat, throw hay out of the cage, eat, pee in vegetable bowl, sleep, complain about dirty vegetable bowl, get humped by Jackie during floor time.
Friday: Eat, sleep, participate in the Cavy Tabernacle Choir, sleep, eat, beg for more hay, eat, sleep, BOARTRAIN!
Saturday: Birthday party! Yell for extra strawberries and have a mad orgy during floortime!
He was a total sweetie, and a belly pig (it seems like more head-tilt pigs like being on their backs). He would cling to my lap during laptime, or else try to climb my shirt. So what if he was tilting and I always felt like I needed to keep him balanced? He had the most manly squeaks and I'm sure Jackie felt effeminate by comparison.
And he kept getting under my microwave cart and pooping.
- Lethal Lover
He also told me he loved his summer camp experience, but he missed his Mommy.
RIP little Chief. We all miss you and love you.