In Loving Memory Of My Snuggles Who Sadly Died This Morning


Hi everyone

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Sadly Snuggles died at the vets at around 3am this morning. I got a phone call at around 9am.

I have felt devastated all day, upset, and really sorry I could not have Snuggled/C2013-10-12 08.52.13uddled her for longer yesterday, because I felt so faint in the vets.

Today I have had to do practical things, that I really wasn’t in the mood for. I had to go to the bank to transfer money for rent and set up two accounts. Including, one for pet insurance. I also had to take the money out of my ISA to pay for Snuggles’s operation.

After the excruciating amount of money I have spent over last year and this year, I need to insure Snow and Chesnut. As Daisy had a lump problem before, and may still have one (check-up this Thursday), I cannot insure her for that, but I can for other illnesses that are non-related to any pre-existing conditions.


To my beautiful Snuggles:

Your eyes are gleaming,

Your love is beaming,

A ray of sunshine back into my heart.

I remember you as a baby,

Your tiny nose,

Furry coat

And fluffy whiskers

You always had such a bounce and spring in your step,

You lived your life with no regret,

You wheeked and wheeked for your favourite veg,

You bumbled along, bold and amazing.

You were a warrior and my hero,

Seeing you yesterday come back to life, from almost dead, was incredible,

You are sensational,

You are my bestest friend

And you always will be.

You licked my tears away from my face

With your gentle grace,

As I cried uncontrollably from my Grandma’s death.

Even though you were frailer,

Your eyes squinting and paler,

You still made the effort to lick my tears this week,

You were a second mum to me.

You were so cute, cuddly and snuggly.

You loved snuggling under my chin,

If guineapigs could smile,

You would have had an awesome grin.

You were the most beautiful and precious pig,

A gorgeous tri-colour.

If I grow up to be half as strong as you were,

I will be so proud of me,

But best of all,

I will always be so proud of you my dearest Snuggles,

You will forever be,

My little baby.

I love you with all of my heart,

Now and forever,

One day we will again be together,

But for now,

I will enjoy each and every minute of life.

Because to be alive is great,

It’s the greatest blessing and comfort of all,

I love you forever and more,

Eight good luck kisses for you

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Say hello to Peaches and Cinnamon too.

I am happy we discussed death in your final days,

So it’s not such a haze,

But a sacred place where we have been together,

I love you, come what may be the weather.

We will always be furry soul mates,

With no hesitate.

I love you until eternity and back.

My dear Snuggles,

I am thrilled you lived to be three,

Now go and be pain free,

Play in the garden of heaven,

I would say save a place for me,

But I don’t want to tempt my fate,

I want to live to be a hundred,

Or much later.

I still have hope, optimism and positivity,

You always inspired that within me.

I love you for that and all of your amazing ways,

I love you for you, always xxxxxxxx

Never Give Up!


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imageI saw the ‘Never give up’ photo on Facebook, and knew that I must do exactly that. Snuggles has been fighting for her life and I wasn’t about to give up on her.  Even though my mum’s vet in Dawlish suggested she may need to be put to sleep, my own vet in Exeter, said there is a slim chance she may survive the operation and he would perform it. She had 3 fatty lumps removed and her ovaries and uterus that they were attached to. The photo is of the smallest lump that was removed. She pulled through the anesthetic well, which is a miracle, and is recovering in the vets tonight. One major problem still remains, her liver is badly damaged with fatty degeneration. It is yellow and may or may not repair itself. I have to cut veg down or out of her diet completely and have all in one pellets. She needs to start eating again by herself, instead of being syringe fed. This is a huge concern.

I went to the vets to drop some food off for her, before I found out her diet must be changed. I was allowed to give her hugs, but felt like I was going to faint. The room went grey, I felt sick, dizzy and over-heated. I had to end my time with Snugs, quicker than I wanted to, but I didn’t want to drop her. With looking at that lump and seeing her half the size of the skin and bones she was before she had the op; plus the pink stream from where the injection and maybe blood had mingled in her coat, and the smells, and her moaning in pain, it’s no wonder I nearly passed out. Snuggles is a brave warrior, braver than me, and my hero for eternity. Miss her tonight. As I do every night I don’t see her.

I got that pretty necklace from Disneyland Paris and I wear it a lot. It reminds me that dreams can come true, that wonderful things can happen, and that magic and miracles can occur. I rub it and believe it so much. I also believe in Snuggles and in never giving up!

Wish Snuggles Good Luck!


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Unfortunately, Snuggles has stopped eating and drinking again by herself. The vets in Dawlish where my mum lives, could not find the cause when examing her yesterday morning. That same day, my own vet in Exeter, who had just returned from holiday that day, found a mass in her tummy. He knew it just from feeling her tummy and an ultrasound confirmed it.

The lump is either a tumor or an enlarged liver, due to her not eating much. On Thursday 23rd of October, she will have surgery to determine what the lump is, and if it can be operated on. She is weaker than should be to undergo an operation and anaesthetic. Please wish her good luck.

Who Wants to Join The Piggie Party? – Snuggles’s 3rd Birthday!


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I am pleased to report that Snuggles is recovering from her Bloat/Gastritis/Gut Stasis, life or death illlness. A huge thanks to my mum, for tirelessly nursing and syringe feeding her. She still continues to do so. I will always be eternally grateful to my mum for saving Snuggles’s life, and the fact she was alive for her third birthday party, on Sunday 12th of October.

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How do you celebrate your pet’s birthday?

Write soon, embrace your quirky and your pet’s quirky too.

Sandra

Unleash your inner child! – How do you unleash yours?


Hi everyone

Every now and again, I post a post from my www.beatredundancyblues.wordpress.com blog, that I think may be of interest to you, so here it is.

 

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Disneyland Paris, Minnie Mouse.

Many a time I hear people saying, I am too old for this or that. Why?

I hear people say I can’t do that now, but I used to do that when I was younger. What’s stopping them from doing it now?

People say I did that, but now I am a grown up. Like not doing a specific thing, makes you grown up, it doesn’t. Being grown up, means different things to different people. Being grown up, in the real sense, means you have physically grown in some way. ‘Grown up’ is a concept and a state of mind.

However, being grown up also comes with stereotypes of what society generally dictates, is acceptable to do, at a certain age.
Being quirky, and embracing my own quirky, you can imagine that I break and defy most of these and I have no shame in doing so.

Having had counselling in the past for depression, I learnt a little about the concept of the inner child and parent within me. At the time, I didn’t really fully grasp the concept. It was after freeing myself from depression, with no medication, and doing a lot to help myself, that I began to understand how these played a vital role in my recovery. Nowadays,the parent and child roles within me, are crucial in maintaining my own mental health and wellbeing each and every day, so as not to fall back into a depressive state.

The parent within me, loves me and nutures me. It gives me positive self talk. It gives me comfort, hope, support and reasoning. If I ever feel down, it lets me know that things will improve and get better. It’s always there in the background should I need it.

The child within me, is no longer just within me, it is me, and I Iove it. It allows my creative mind to be unleashed, to think for itself, to be free flowing and to guide, lead and tell me what to do next. It does this in the most profound and magical way and I am blessed. It’s great for writing, coming up with creative solutions and living a quirky life that is rich with diversity, rewarding and fulfilling.

I encourage you to unleash your inner child. To let go of your inhibitions that stop you from thinking freely and creatively, and that imprison your mind.

Young children try new things, they want to do what pleases them. They like to explore new things. They express themselves freely in the moment, without worrying about what other’s think. They are a bundle of energy and life. If someone tells them they can’t do something, they want to defy the odds, go their own way and just do it. By finding and using these inner child attributes as an adult, there are no limits to what you can accomplish in your life.

By unleashing your inner child, it will free you from the restrictive thoughts and limiting beliefs of your own mindset. This will set you free on the path to success in every aspect of your life. You can be your authentic self. You can be truly unstoppable.

In my past life, as I refer to it, I was old before my time. Now, although I am older in birth certificate age, I am younger, and the authentic quirky me, who I was always born and meant to be. My time for living a young, quirky life, is now. I have unleashed my inner child. How have you unleashed yours?

How do you unleash your inner child?

Write soon and embrace your quirky.

Sandra

Disneyland Paris Quirky Writing Prompts


Hi everyone

To those of you who enjoy my Quirky Weekly Wednesday Writing Prompts and wondered has happened to them, they will be back.

As I have a ton of photos from my Disneyland Paris/London holiday to share with you, as well as video footage, I will be predominantly posting posts about those for at least the next couple of weeks.

I am pleased to say that Snuggles has improved in health and seems to be healing. I am praying it stays that way. Thanks to every one of you who has sent their well wishes. After Cinnamon was suddenly severely sick and passed away before my holiday, it’s been an intense and emotionally difficult time for me. Snuggles is my furry kid and furry soulmate. It’s her 3rd birthday tomorrow, and she has plenty of potential years ahead of her. I have her birthday party stuff ready for tomorrow evening when I see her.

To give you a taste of Disneyland Paris. Here are some quirky Disneyland Paris writing prompts to wet your appetite.

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Terror Tower – Enter at your peril!

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The coffin moved! Welcome to Nutterville, where only the quirky nutters live.

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It was a back to the future moment.

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The castle was on fire!

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It was a fairytale come true. I knew from this moment on, my life would change for the better, forever.

Embrace your quirky and write soon.

Sandra

Who needs a massage?


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I am back from my holiday in Disneyland Paris and London. I had the time of my life and have a ton of great photos and a few videos to share with you. Including a video of the Disney Dreams show and the most amazing rollercoaster screaming video ever – As it’s got me in it, I am a bit biased but it is hilarious. I can’t help but laughed at myself.

But firstly; who needs a massage?
Snuggles does. Snuggles has been severely ill whilst I was on holiday, and since I got back. She had a second operation on her teeth today. A tooth problem has given her Bloat, that meant her tummy swelled with gas from not eating and digesting food properly. She has been in a life or death situation. She is still at risk. I read on the internet that a massager can help with Bloat. So I bought her a HoMedics Shiatsu massage cushion to ease her pain, and get things moving along the gut. It seems to have been working – notice the plops, and helping to ease her pain as she can chill out on it. It was £50 well spent. I have always wanted one myself, but felt it was too expensive for me. Nothing is too expensive for my Snugs. She is my best friend and I need her to make a full recovery and live. Her third birthday is this Sunday 12th of October. I have been staying at my Parent’s with her. My mum is doing an amazing job of syringe feeding her and looking after her, and she will continue to do so while I return to my day job tomorrow.

I went on a mad shopping spree in Disneyland Paris, and bought a lot of stuff for myself, including this awesome top.

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Write and post more about my holiday soon
Sandra