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Friends of TLP&M,
We sincerely thank each and every one of you who have not only donated financially to This Little Piggy & Me but have also shared your stories of your beloved furballs. This section of our website is for you!! If you would like your piggy's story to be included here, please e-mail us a few short paragraphs and a picture (if possible).
We sincerely thank each and every one of you who have not only donated financially to This Little Piggy & Me but have also shared your stories of your beloved furballs. This section of our website is for you!! If you would like your piggy's story to be included here, please e-mail us a few short paragraphs and a picture (if possible).
In Memoriam, our Sweet Puffy
Received Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Received Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Puffy came into our lives at a time when we both needed extra love and encouragement. He definitely brought much happiness to us. When he was 6 months old, we adopted him (with his brother, Cocoa) from our local humane society in April 2005. He quickly shoed his affectionate nature and provided hours of cuddling, fun floor time filled with popcorning and his trademark squeaks and other piggie communication. He was the smaller at first but quite bossy with his brother - even chasing Cocoa out of the pigloo and forcing him to sleep on top of it! Later he liked to accompany us during chores, hobbies and outings.
As we shared three very special years with him and Cocoa, Puffy became a bit more laid back. We added his sisters, Betty and then Pumpkin. In the meantime, Puggy was so docile with us and quite handsome. He allowed us to take many pictures of him in different settings and poses. He was so patient. We now have over 50 pictures to remember him by.
Sadly, he developed a problem with his leg and the vet claimed it was just a sprain, but it continued to bother him. We almost lost him then due to an adverse reaction to pain medicine. Thanksfully we were blessed with another year with our dear "Puffster", aka "The Architect", aka "Pigster", "Babyster" and "Puff-Puff".
We lost him suddenly on June 20, 2008. It has broken our hearts to see him go and he will be missed dearly.
As we shared three very special years with him and Cocoa, Puffy became a bit more laid back. We added his sisters, Betty and then Pumpkin. In the meantime, Puggy was so docile with us and quite handsome. He allowed us to take many pictures of him in different settings and poses. He was so patient. We now have over 50 pictures to remember him by.
Sadly, he developed a problem with his leg and the vet claimed it was just a sprain, but it continued to bother him. We almost lost him then due to an adverse reaction to pain medicine. Thanksfully we were blessed with another year with our dear "Puffster", aka "The Architect", aka "Pigster", "Babyster" and "Puff-Puff".
We lost him suddenly on June 20, 2008. It has broken our hearts to see him go and he will be missed dearly.
Puffy,
You were an excellent love of a piggie. We hopy you like your resting spot near the Guinea Pigs garden. We love you and will wait to meet you at the Rainbow Bridge.
Love,
Your Dad, Mom and Grandpa.
You were an excellent love of a piggie. We hopy you like your resting spot near the Guinea Pigs garden. We love you and will wait to meet you at the Rainbow Bridge.
Love,
Your Dad, Mom and Grandpa.
Remus
Received Thursday, November 9, 2006
ADOPTION DATE: March 13, 2005
No drama. We found him, in repose, next to his salad dish.
He was an incredible - though picky eater - piggy. Verbal, cuddly, soft and very bright!! We always looked forward to his "Wheep, wheep wheeps" every morning. We just thought he was wonderful. We were blessed to have him.
Gary and I placed our little Remus under one of our Dogwood trees this sunny afternoon. Very sad to have to tell you this. Very happy to have roomed with Remus for this short time.
Blessings,
Carmen and Gary
Received Thursday, November 9, 2006
ADOPTION DATE: March 13, 2005
No drama. We found him, in repose, next to his salad dish.
He was an incredible - though picky eater - piggy. Verbal, cuddly, soft and very bright!! We always looked forward to his "Wheep, wheep wheeps" every morning. We just thought he was wonderful. We were blessed to have him.
Gary and I placed our little Remus under one of our Dogwood trees this sunny afternoon. Very sad to have to tell you this. Very happy to have roomed with Remus for this short time.
Blessings,
Carmen and Gary
In Memory of Chaos who died in 1994
As told to me by her human 'mommy', Lisa
Chaos was a 'school pig' for a time - I got her while in college. I was the president of my school's Biological Society, and one of our members (also Lisa) was working at a vet's as a tech. Chaos was brought to the vet (where my friend worked) in the early fall as a 'stray' - she had been found in a state park, apparently abandoned.
At the time, most shelters in the area oly helped cats and dogs, so Lisa took her temporarily. Unfortunately, Lisa couldn't keep her permanently at her house, so Chaos came to live at the Biological Society's office for a while, along with an iguana, some snakes, a bunch of mice, cold-water and salt-water fish and some Madagascar Hissing Cockroaches.
We named her Chaos because of her long, white hair which went every direction at once. She got lots of attention there from all of us, and a lot of handling -- in the course of which we discovered she had several tumors.
We took up a collection and brought her to the vet and had the largest removed, but the vet told us whe was pretty old and they would re-occur. When school ended for the semester, she came home with me for the summer and when fall came, I just kept her. I had a bunch of cats at the time, but they got along very well (although playtime was always supervised). She lived until the following March, about a year and a half after I first met her, quietly in her sleep.
She was a great little pig -- very squeaky but very, very cuddly and curious about what was going on around her. She did develop more tumors, but they never seemed to bother her.
She loved to sit in my lap while I studied and also liked care rides -- every so often I'd bring her to school to "visit". At the time, I wasn't as smart as I am now, so I'd just put her on my dashboard (I was driving a big landbarge at the time) and she'd sit there and watch as I drove. Obviously, I'd NEVER do this now!! Anyway, she was my first and only GP experience, and in remembering her, I think it might be time to try again. I wish I were closer so I could get one from TLP&M (I'm in Massachusetts) but several rescues around her now handle cavies.
Lisa,
Again we would like to thank you so very much for your generous donation in honor and loving memory of Chaos. She must have been an incredible pig! We are so very grateful to you for giving her such a loving home after someone else just dumped her in the State Park.
As told to me by her human 'mommy', Lisa
Chaos was a 'school pig' for a time - I got her while in college. I was the president of my school's Biological Society, and one of our members (also Lisa) was working at a vet's as a tech. Chaos was brought to the vet (where my friend worked) in the early fall as a 'stray' - she had been found in a state park, apparently abandoned.
At the time, most shelters in the area oly helped cats and dogs, so Lisa took her temporarily. Unfortunately, Lisa couldn't keep her permanently at her house, so Chaos came to live at the Biological Society's office for a while, along with an iguana, some snakes, a bunch of mice, cold-water and salt-water fish and some Madagascar Hissing Cockroaches.
We named her Chaos because of her long, white hair which went every direction at once. She got lots of attention there from all of us, and a lot of handling -- in the course of which we discovered she had several tumors.
We took up a collection and brought her to the vet and had the largest removed, but the vet told us whe was pretty old and they would re-occur. When school ended for the semester, she came home with me for the summer and when fall came, I just kept her. I had a bunch of cats at the time, but they got along very well (although playtime was always supervised). She lived until the following March, about a year and a half after I first met her, quietly in her sleep.
She was a great little pig -- very squeaky but very, very cuddly and curious about what was going on around her. She did develop more tumors, but they never seemed to bother her.
She loved to sit in my lap while I studied and also liked care rides -- every so often I'd bring her to school to "visit". At the time, I wasn't as smart as I am now, so I'd just put her on my dashboard (I was driving a big landbarge at the time) and she'd sit there and watch as I drove. Obviously, I'd NEVER do this now!! Anyway, she was my first and only GP experience, and in remembering her, I think it might be time to try again. I wish I were closer so I could get one from TLP&M (I'm in Massachusetts) but several rescues around her now handle cavies.
Lisa,
Again we would like to thank you so very much for your generous donation in honor and loving memory of Chaos. She must have been an incredible pig! We are so very grateful to you for giving her such a loving home after someone else just dumped her in the State Park.
Henry
Received November 2009
My sweet Henry pig left the Earth this past Friday, the 13th. Appropriate, no? With Henry goes a significant piece of my heart. I can’t even begin to express what an amazing, charismatic, adorable, humorous fellow he was because most would probably think me nuts for attributing those characteristics to a rodent. But, my Henry, he deserves every one of those adjectives and more. He was one of my children. For 6 years, 2 months, and 1 week. He made me smile every single one of those days. He nuzzled my hand, chased my cats, and closed his eyes when I scratched his little forehead just so. He was gentle and sweet. He was stubborn and willful. He was hilarious. And, let’s not forget handsome. He was the cutest guinea pig ever. Hands down. He will be one sought after boar in guinea pig heaven. I hope he meets Emmy T, my beloved female guinea pig from childhood. I know they will hit it off and scamper around the meadows of timothy hay and gardens of fresh veggies together.
I loved that little furry man with all of my heart and soul from the day I spied him in the back room of the pet store, his ears chewed up by the other guinea pigs. I was immediately smitten and knew his name was Henry; he looked like a Henry. That pig would be with me for more than a fifth of my life thus far; he’ll be in my heart always. I only wish I had acquired him on day one of his life so I could have had him all to myself for those extra two years. Whoever gave him up was foolish. They missed out on a whole world of love and joy. However, their loss was my gain. Until now. Now it is my tremendous loss.
Henry led an amazing life, which ended with euthanasia when it was discovered that a massive tumor encompassed more than a third of his abdomen, preventing him from eating or drinking any longer. At over eight years of age, putting him through a surgery was unrealistic; otherwise, I would have paid infinity and beyond to fix him. And so, with his sobbing mom looking on, my boy was relieved of his pain. His mom’s has just begun. Here in the office, one piggy cage stands empty tonight, and that vacancy radiates across the room and pierces me right in my heart. Henry pig will never be forgotten, but he will be missed. Oh, will he ever be missed.
Received November 2009
My sweet Henry pig left the Earth this past Friday, the 13th. Appropriate, no? With Henry goes a significant piece of my heart. I can’t even begin to express what an amazing, charismatic, adorable, humorous fellow he was because most would probably think me nuts for attributing those characteristics to a rodent. But, my Henry, he deserves every one of those adjectives and more. He was one of my children. For 6 years, 2 months, and 1 week. He made me smile every single one of those days. He nuzzled my hand, chased my cats, and closed his eyes when I scratched his little forehead just so. He was gentle and sweet. He was stubborn and willful. He was hilarious. And, let’s not forget handsome. He was the cutest guinea pig ever. Hands down. He will be one sought after boar in guinea pig heaven. I hope he meets Emmy T, my beloved female guinea pig from childhood. I know they will hit it off and scamper around the meadows of timothy hay and gardens of fresh veggies together.
I loved that little furry man with all of my heart and soul from the day I spied him in the back room of the pet store, his ears chewed up by the other guinea pigs. I was immediately smitten and knew his name was Henry; he looked like a Henry. That pig would be with me for more than a fifth of my life thus far; he’ll be in my heart always. I only wish I had acquired him on day one of his life so I could have had him all to myself for those extra two years. Whoever gave him up was foolish. They missed out on a whole world of love and joy. However, their loss was my gain. Until now. Now it is my tremendous loss.
Henry led an amazing life, which ended with euthanasia when it was discovered that a massive tumor encompassed more than a third of his abdomen, preventing him from eating or drinking any longer. At over eight years of age, putting him through a surgery was unrealistic; otherwise, I would have paid infinity and beyond to fix him. And so, with his sobbing mom looking on, my boy was relieved of his pain. His mom’s has just begun. Here in the office, one piggy cage stands empty tonight, and that vacancy radiates across the room and pierces me right in my heart. Henry pig will never be forgotten, but he will be missed. Oh, will he ever be missed.
Jaye
In memory of Jayge (My Big Man) December 8, 2009
Jayge came to me in a time of loss (Dakota my first pig, lost a long battle with infection). Karen knew Jayge, Oreo at the time, was mine. He never even made it to the adoption page because she was convinced he was for me. She waited three months for me to come and visit. I was only coming to visit Karen, Steve, and the pigs, not adopt.
In memory of Jayge (My Big Man) December 8, 2009
Jayge came to me in a time of loss (Dakota my first pig, lost a long battle with infection). Karen knew Jayge, Oreo at the time, was mine. He never even made it to the adoption page because she was convinced he was for me. She waited three months for me to come and visit. I was only coming to visit Karen, Steve, and the pigs, not adopt.
However the second Oreo was in my arms things were in motion. He gave me a few head bumps and then nuzzled under my chin and fell asleep. I took him home within the hour.
Jayge, a loving hero from a sci-fi series I read, was perfect. He loved to sit on your lap at night and watch TV while eating veggies. He loved sitting in his little bed (a ferret bed since he was so big), and hanging. He only ever got antsy when he had to pee, but put him back in his cage and he would do his thing. He was a cuddler, nuzzling and sleeping with you anytime of the day.
He knew how to work the ladies too, especially my mom. When I first brought him home, we lived with my parents and he had her bringing carrots down the hall to him every time she came with his wheeks. Even after we moved out, he remembered her and everytime she visited he would come out of his house screaming until she got the carrots out of the fridge.
And when speaking of carrots, one can not forget the happy carrot dance, he would do. Taking one carrot he would shake and shimy around for a minute with joy before eating. And green peppers, if they came into the house, until they were cut and given to him, he was screaming and unhappy.
I can not speak of Jayge without speaking what an ambassdor he was. I carted him to parks and schools all the time to talk to kids and parents about a variety of topics. He was awesome. He soaked up the attention. He wasn't jumpy and flinchy. He let anyone pick him up, touch him, feed him. He was often mistaked for a rabbit, or small puppy because of his size, so then we would re-educated people together. He showed them what a good pet was and enjoyed the day. Except for peeing in his carrier, he hated that thing!
He was such a big man, he will leave a big hole in my heart for awhile, but it is one, that I don't regret. I am glad that I found him in those last minutes and held him and that things went peacefully. I will miss him. I can't thank Karen enough for bringing him into my life.
Jayge, a loving hero from a sci-fi series I read, was perfect. He loved to sit on your lap at night and watch TV while eating veggies. He loved sitting in his little bed (a ferret bed since he was so big), and hanging. He only ever got antsy when he had to pee, but put him back in his cage and he would do his thing. He was a cuddler, nuzzling and sleeping with you anytime of the day.
He knew how to work the ladies too, especially my mom. When I first brought him home, we lived with my parents and he had her bringing carrots down the hall to him every time she came with his wheeks. Even after we moved out, he remembered her and everytime she visited he would come out of his house screaming until she got the carrots out of the fridge.
And when speaking of carrots, one can not forget the happy carrot dance, he would do. Taking one carrot he would shake and shimy around for a minute with joy before eating. And green peppers, if they came into the house, until they were cut and given to him, he was screaming and unhappy.
I can not speak of Jayge without speaking what an ambassdor he was. I carted him to parks and schools all the time to talk to kids and parents about a variety of topics. He was awesome. He soaked up the attention. He wasn't jumpy and flinchy. He let anyone pick him up, touch him, feed him. He was often mistaked for a rabbit, or small puppy because of his size, so then we would re-educated people together. He showed them what a good pet was and enjoyed the day. Except for peeing in his carrier, he hated that thing!
He was such a big man, he will leave a big hole in my heart for awhile, but it is one, that I don't regret. I am glad that I found him in those last minutes and held him and that things went peacefully. I will miss him. I can't thank Karen enough for bringing him into my life.