Daisy Guinea pig – I lost my Angel


My furry baby Daisy Guinea pig died yesterday – I lost my angel to a respiratory infection.

Since being diagnosed on Friday 13th, she took a turn for the worst, and although she had been having problems with her breathing, yesterday morning, she was gasping for breath. I got her to the vets in the morning and she was admitted for the day, for treatment, and to go in an oxygen incubator. Chestnut, went with her for companionship.

When I went to collect Daisy to take her home, the receptionist/nurse, had previously said on the phone that she was still having breathing problems, but ‘stable’. We got there a bit earlier than our appointment time. The vet took her into the consultation room, began to talk, and took her out of the box that I had brought her in. Within seconds, she died. My mum was with me and said she had ‘gone’ before the vet did. She only took a couple of breaths and sort of went on her side and that was it. (She hung on for me I guess. Bless her.)

While she was at the vets, I prayed that whatever happens would be the best for her, either way. As much as I want/ed her alive. I did not like to see her gasping for breath. Barely any guinea pigs I know of, are able to survive a respiratory infection.

The vet was in shock as he said she was fine minutes ago, before he had moved her to the consultation room. He said that while there, she had 40ml of recovery formula and was even eating it from the plate. He said she had been playing in the food pot and he had food down his clothing to prove it.

Yesterday was a sad day for me and I am am still crying today. My angel Daisy has gone forever. It’s so sudden since Friday and so upsetting. I loved my sweet one to bits.

Yesterday was Mother’s Day, and the first time Daisy had been without her mum Snuggles, since she passed on the 24th of October, 2014. The vet bought me a plant for the loss of Snuggles and it had the most amount of flowers it’s ever had on it, since her death. They are in an upright position, looking to the heavens.

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At first I thought they were upright meaning Daisy would get better, now I know they are upright because they are pointing to the heavens and to where she is now with her mum Snuggles, her brother Cinnamon and her Aunty Peaches. I love you all. Take care of each other in heaven. I miss you and love you all. I wish you were with me now. It’s hurts so very much. It cuts like a knife, I want your tender touch, now, but I can no longer have it. My precious baby furry kid family, gone forever. My love for you is eternal and it always will be, forever and beyond the galaxies, the moon and the stars. Thank you for loving me too, so very much, my precious babies.

I wish I could magic them back, but I can’t. This isn’t a book or a fairytale, or even a tragic story that needed telling. It’s reality and hurts.

As a tribute to Daisy (black and white ), I decided to upload the last video I ever recorded of her and Chestnut in the cage, before I was about to clean them out. It was taken on the 2nd of March, 2015. So; yes – the respiratory infection came on quickly. Having said that, I noticed a few days before that her breathing wasn’t the same and I thought she may have gotten an enlarged heart like her mum Snuggles. Snuggles breathed heavier than the average piggie and her Aunty Peaches made bad breathing noises for two years and the vet couldn’t find anything wrong with her. Peaches died of a respiratory infection and genetic lung condition and her mum had a spot on her lung, so there was always hereditary problems.

I hope you like the video. It’s hard to publish it, but at the same time I feel it needs to be and is a tribute to Daisy. I have an unpublished video of Snuggles on her birthday, when she was very sick before she died a few days later. At the moment I am keeping that a secret and not publishing it,  as she was so poorly and for now at least, it’s between me and her.

In case you missed the last two posts, here are some photos only taken days ago.

 

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In the last photo you can tell she is looking sicker.

I hope you like the final video footage that I took of her and Chestnut on the 2nd of March. She is mischievous at the end of it with headbutts. Soooo naughty!

You only have one life, so live it, love it, be happy, and seek out those who can make you happy after you have made yourself happy. If you love someone, tell them. If they don’t love you back, move on. Do what you were born to do and keep doing it over and over again. Remember, I love you. You are super awesome in your own right and very special.

Daisy’s previous video

Snuggles video in case you missed it

To end on a lighter note, in case you missed it, here is Chestnut’s Inspirational New Year Message

Before I go, I am thrilled to share with you, that Paula Acton has nominated me for the Very Inspirational Blog Award, http://paulaacton.com/2015/03/13/vlog-time-16-inspiring/watch the video

 

Until next time

Write soon

Embrace Your Quirky and Each Others.

Sandra

A Loving Memory Poem About Snuggles From Hutachagoodlife – Thank you


In Loving Memory Of My Snuggles Who Sadly Died This Morning

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A huge thank you to hutchagoodlife.wordpress.com from the bottom of my heart, for these lovely words and your beautiful poem. You have touched my heart and soul. Snuggles would have loved the poem, just as much as I do.

Whee are utterly heartbroken and so very very sorry for your loss.

Snuggles may have passed away,
And your heart’s clearly breaking,
But remember all the good times,
And let them ease the aching.
Let the memory of her squeak,
And the smile on her lips,
Bring you some small comfort,
When your heart’s in griefs grips.
She is no longer of this Earth,
Over the Rainbow Bridge she stays,
Happy, free and painlessly,
In the meadows in the sky she plays.
So dry your tears,
And take my hand,
Smile my dear friend,
Because, like a circle,
Her life and your love,
Will surely never end.

You are in our thoughts

xxxx

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

XXXXXXXX

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

A Celebration of Life!


Hi everyone

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Cinnamon just had a bath.
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It’s sad to think I won’t have Cinnamon or my Grandma this Christmas.

This morning my Cinnamon died at home in his cage. He had been severely poorly. He had barely eaten all day on Saturday. I took Sunday off from my day job to take him to the vets. He had to have surgery on most of his teeth. The bottom ones, either side, that were curving over onto his tongue and had food trapped inbetween the gaps in his teeth, and the top teeth that had split. One of his bottom teeth had somehow broken off. He had bad side effects from the anaesthetic, including peeing blood. He had a fit and still wouldn’t eat or drink by himself, and this was ongoing until he died.
I rushed Cinnamon into the emergency vets on Monday morning. Then to my own vets after, where they kept him all day and syringe fed him. I rushed him into my own vets yesterday, after he went on his side and his eyes were closing. In the taxi, his body was convulsing. It was horrid to watch. At the vets he was okay, and they said it must have been seizures. They had him in for the day and syringe fed him. He made a few piggie noises which was a good sign, but he was still very sick. Each time at home, he would barely be able to stand up and kept sleeping. Although the vets believed that his teeth stopped him from eating, two x-rays revealed he had a mass near his kidney and abdomen, that wasn’t a fatty lump. If he didn’t eat by himself by Saturday, he would have had to have an operation to remove it, or he would have died. Nature took him sooner.

There is a saying; that says start each day afresh. I have had to start the same day afresh, and turn the page immediately to start a new chapter in my life. Although I have been grieving for Cinnamon, I have had to put Daisy first. She cannot live by herself; and won’t eat or drink without Cinnamon, and would go downhill and die herself if I had left her on her own. I took action before Cinnamon was taken by my parents to be buried.

While my parents were still in my home, I researched the internet for a new bigger, because I needed my dad to take me to get one. I phoned a breeder whose piggies had all gone; but the heavens were smiling down on me and my furry family, and she had a friend who was a breeder. This friend just happened to have one single female piggie that hadn’t been able to be paired, because she is so different. As you know, being quirky myself, I love different. I went and bought her this afternoon and said she looks like a chestnut, so that is what I have named her. Daisy started eating again shortly afterwards. At the moment they are all living happily ever after, and it isn’t a fairytale in the fictional sense; but a truly magical gift that Chestnut happened to be in the right place at the right time.
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Daisy and new life partner Chestnut.

I miss you Cinnamon so much and I love you with every beat of my heart. I am so very sorry I couldn’t have saved you my sweetheart. Thankyou for the wonderful memories we will always share. I feel pain and loss for you, and mummy will always love you and treasure every moment and every whisker twitch she had from, and with, you. You were the vet’s favourite and my handsome, sexy male pig. You could give the human males a run for their money with such stunning beauty as yours. I loved putting my fingers through your locks of hair, holding you upright in my hands, which you loved, and calling you my king. You loved being the head of the household and I will miss you so very much, my precious one. Know you will be in my heart, forever and always. I love you until the ends of time and forever.

These last few days have been so emotional for me. I have been on a knife’s edge, not knowing whether Cinnamon will live to see another day, or be gone in the blink of an eye. After a few strange noises this morning from Cinnamon’s cage and a couple of light switches on and off, to see what was happening. Cinnamon sadly passed away in his sleeping position. When I took him out of the cage, he was dead, but only just, I think, because his body was so warm. I may have seen the shallows of his last breaths, or I may not have done. One thing I do know, he was a fantastic character, a great headbutter, and I will always love him no matter what.

As I celebrate your life before passing, I welcome a new life into our quirky furry family. It’s hard, but I have to remain strong and get through it. I love you forever Cinnamon. God bless you and keep you safe in his cuddle always. Goodbye my special one. I love you implicitly and always will, forever more. May your soul be at peace now, as your journey continues on the other side. Night my sweet Cinnamon. Love you forever and ever in my heart.

I am out of words and devastated, but thankful for Chestnut coming into our lives to save Daisy.

Take care of you and each other. Life is too short not to care. If you love someone or care for someone, tell them. You only get one life, and the choices you make now, will shape your future forever.
Thank you to each and every one of you, for being part of my community, my quirky life, and my quirky world. God bless each and every one of you.

Always remember to embrace your quirky, keep writing, and lead the life that only you were born to lead.

Sandra

Pre-funeral prayer


As you know, it’s almost time to go to my Grandma’s funeral. 10.30am on Monday 30th of June.

It was a beautiful night catching the train to my parent’s house.

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God grant me the courage, to be mindful; thoughtful and present. To give my Grandma the send off she deserves; yet keep her close in my heart always.

Help me to be brave; to be calm in the moment, yet have energy when needed.

Help my to let my feelings out in a constructive way and to banish all fears. To love and to give, to cherish and to live.

God bless my Grandma. I love her xxxxxxxx

Keep writing, keep smiling.

Sandra

A celebration of life – I love you my dear Grandma


Think of death, not as the end
But as a celebration of life,
Of two souls meeting in a parallel Universe of different state and Matter.

Think of that place, as an Existance in time and space,
Think of it as the unspoken word,
The ever knowing, but never Talking, the calm and tranquillity,
The pleasure and sincerity, the Place where we shall meet but Never touch or embrace, it bears a Different face.

It is your face that I see in my time Of need, you hug me in the
Shadows,
You hug me in the light,
Both day and night.

I feel you watching over me,
How I long for your company,
The smiles, the laughter that we Shared,
Coming from absolutely nowhere.

The tender look, the open smile,
Makes the pain all worthwhile.
To have known you in a blessing,
To have felt you, was amazing,
To have you in my life, was Incredibly special and to have you in my heart always, is priceless.

I love you my dear Grandma.

How do you take time out for you?


Hi everyone

As many of you know, my Grandma died on Friday 13th while I held her hand. I am so glad I could be there for her at the end. Thank you so much for your support and kind comments during this very difficult time for me. Her funeral is on the 30th of June and I am away in London on the 4th, 5th and 6th of July, so it is going to be a very strange week. I have been allowed one week’s bereavement leave and go back to work this Saturday.

I am working less on my blogging and social media at the moment and taking time out for me. Being at home all of the time, is not good. Today I have gone out a lot more. One place I like to go to is the Quay in Exeter and that is where I am right now. It is not far from where I live and very beautiful. It has swans, geese and ducks. When I was a child, I used to feed the ducks in Dawlish with my Grandma and Grandad. It feels good to be here near the ducks, as I can think about her and feel close to her. The water is relaxing and calming. The fresh air is great for me.

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These baby swans were much smaller in the last photo I posted.

How do you to take time out for you?

Write when I can
Sandra

How do you take time out for you?


Hi everyone

As many of you know, my Grandma died on Friday 13th while I held her hand. I am so glad I could be there for her at the end. Thank you so much for your support and kind comments during this very difficult time for me. Her funeral is on the 30th of June and I am away in London on the 4th, 5th and 6th of July, so it is going to be a very strange week. I have been allowed one week’s bereavement leave and go back to work this Saturday.

I am working less on my blogging and social media at the moment and taking time out for me. Being at home all of the time, is not good. Today I have gone out a lot more. One place I like to go to is the Quay in Exeter and that is where I am right now. It is not far from where I live and very beautiful. It has swans, geese and ducks. When I was a child, I used to feed the ducks in Dawlish with my Grandma and Grandad. It feels good to be here near the ducks, as I can think about her and feel close to her. The water is relaxing and calming. The fresh air is great for me.

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These baby swans were much smaller in the last photo I posted.

How do you to take time out for you?

Write when I can
Sandra