Mommy found out her aunt was admitted to the hospital late November. They found out she had lung cancer and weren’t sure she was going to make it. That weekend Mommy and Daddy split up. It wasn’t Mommy’s idea but it is what it is. You can’t make someone love you no matter how much you love them. Mommy misses Daddy and the piggies a lot but every day that passes understanding follows.
Mommy went to see her Aunt twice. She knew when she got home from the last visit it was the last time she would ever see her. She held Sophie hostage that night (because us other piggies pee and bite if she doesn’t obey our authority). By the next morning there was a phone call. Her aunt passed away about an hour after she left.
We all will miss Mommy’s Aunt.
RIP Auntie Susie
She took off work for the funeral, and believe it or not, Mommy was a pallbearer. Her worst fear did not happen (silly Mommy watches too many comedy movies) and they didn’t drop her aunt. Come to find out, Grandma was afraid of falling in the grave site hole. Humans are so silly sometimes..
Oddly enough, through all of this, Mommy’s stories about her crazy guinea pig obsession were the best ice breakers and room brighteners. Her uncle apparently had shown all of the visiting guests her piggy calendar that featured us and all of our scenes and costumes. Everyone thought it was really neat. Mommy was kind of embarrassed.
Sometimes is feels like we define Mommy. Without us Mommy would be lost, but at the same time, with everything that has happened, sometimes piggy stuff makes Mommy sad. One day she feels like she is driven to continue her shop, spoil us and that she needs to draw closer to her love. Other days it is just a painful reminder that she built this love and passion for everything because of the encouragement of Daddy. She took the leap to follow a dream of hers and let go of that fear of being “weird” for being so passionate, and now Daddy isn’t there to share it.
Mommy convinced herself she was shutting down her shop, was abandoning all things guinea pig and just take care of us for as long as we all loved each other.
Then the Christmas presents she ordered a while back FINALLY came in today.
We are SPOILED. Opening that box and seeing the things she had so lovingly ordered for us made her realize how much she really does love us, and everything piggy.
Mommy may need some time. But hopefully she comes back to following her dream and sharing it with others. Otherwise Maggie is going to be SUPER upset because we all know she is an attention hogger!
On a side note, to get Mommy’s mind of things, we snuck into the closet, pulled out some lights and decorated her apartment for Christmas! Mommy says these will have to do for now because she doesn’t officially have any piggy photo shoots scheduled for Christmas..
Santa even showed up to help!
::sigh:: Santa is such a nice guy… But when it was all over and done with, we had to scurry inside.. Piggies + Reindeer and Sleigh = an accident WAITING to happen.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
The sweetest old lady..
The greatest eater..
The least happy to know her own weight..
The MOST accomplished cage biter..
The best friend..
We will miss you Lucy.
Please know your Mommy and Daddy love you very very much.
Christmas torture photos!!!!!
She is running off to finish up some Christmas shopping (she has to be tortured too right?!?!?) but when she gets back she just might post a little snippet of all the "fun".
She also wants to say thank you to everyone for all the kind words. They meant a lot to her.
Do you smell that?....
It... It smells like pictures!
So Mommy broke down and took some Christmas photos. It was a painful (literally) event, but Mommy managed to get a few pictures in...
However, before we show off all of the goodies, we need to explain why the selection is so limited this year...
For some reason, some of us piggies were crabby patties today. Mommy had to put us in time out after it was all over and done with. As a result Maggie doesn't get a Christmas card picture this year. In fact, Maggie sat in a corner for about half of an hour throwing herself a pitty party while Mommy ordered pictures on her computer.
And while Mommy vacuumed the floor and changed out of her PJ's.
Piggies shed more than Mommy's old yorkie when they are stressed out!
Mommy has never seen anything like it before. I (Sophie) was a little angel for the photographs (although I was also VERY confused). I never had a photo shoot like this before.
I did a little of this..
And a little of that..
The camera just LOVED me!
Then Mommy decided to clip my nails. HOW DARE SHE! Indra said I cried like a little baby. Mommy got angry because I wouldn't stop trying to gnaw her finger off. I am not used to having my little toes touched!!
Then it was Indra's turn....... Mommy got a couple pictures of Indra... When she didn't run away.
Mommy spent most of her time chasing Indra around her apartment and finally gave up... But needless to say...
Indra Clause is coming to town!
And she knows when we've been naughty or nice....
Which, after today, probably means we wont be getting those pressies for Christmas.. :X
Finally, it was time for Maggie.... I saved the best for last if you couldn't already tell.
Since Maggie is usually pretty good about nail clipping, Mommy decided to clip her nails first. Mommy is so dumb...
Out goes Maggie, who, by the way, I have never seen run away from Mommy hands so fast in her life! When Maggie saw the nail clippers she started to rumble at Mommy. Mommy picked her up and the screaming began. Mommy was almost embarrassed. People in her building probably thought she was sticking piggy toes in boiling water with how Maggie screamed and shrieked.
Mommy tried and tried and tried. When Maggie's mouth started trying to find her fingers a new strategy was employed. Mommy grabbed Maggie and layed her in her lap. Maggies little paws were-a-flying and her body was-a-twisting. She was so spazzy Mommy didn't feel safe even trying anymore, so Mommy let go so Maggie could get comfortable.
Maggie layed on her side, perfectly quiet, eyes bulging, tummy panting for air for a long long time. Could it be, was her temper tantrum over? Mommy picked her up and held her. Mommy pet her. Maggie was fine. Mommy finished nails and Maggie sat there, calm and collected.
Mommy's piggies are crazy.
However, when it came time for photographs, Maggie refused to do anything. She just sat there, giving Mommy the evil eye.
Not even a nummie would make her move.
Mommy left her there for half an hour. She didn't move and inch. She just glared at Mommy... This is not the first time Maggie has thrown an amazingly dramatic fit like this. Mommy doesn't really know why she does it. There is nothing wrong with her, other than she needs a huge attitude adjustment.
Anyway, we saved the bestest for last.
The cutest thing about having an almost (if not totally) blind piggy? They "sing" a lot.