Pointy_kitty
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My beautiful baby boy died last night at 4 years old
He was loved dearly
The sweetest guinea pig I have ever known
He was such a happy, playful and lovable little guy,
With a temperament much like a friendly little dog
He loved to be tickled and chased (with your hand)
He would squeal and buck and run around
He loved to cuddle, kiss and loved to play
I will never forget the way he unselfishly dedicated his time
to those who needed his comfort, as he lay across your lap like a furry little
hot water bottle
His bright eyes shone light even in the darkest times
My lovely little friend
Who blessed my life for 4 years
I will never forget you
My beautiful Yoshi
He was loved dearly
The sweetest guinea pig I have ever known
He was such a happy, playful and lovable little guy,
With a temperament much like a friendly little dog
He loved to be tickled and chased (with your hand)
He would squeal and buck and run around
He loved to cuddle, kiss and loved to play
I will never forget the way he unselfishly dedicated his time
to those who needed his comfort, as he lay across your lap like a furry little
hot water bottle
His bright eyes shone light even in the darkest times
My lovely little friend
Who blessed my life for 4 years
I will never forget you
My beautiful Yoshi
Today our beloved Tigger, our grand gentleman cat, our lion of the household, passed suddenly away. He was 16 and had lived a full life, adopted us when he was a tiny kitten, and was a great old man. We used to talk back and forth he and I. He had the greatest purr. He was losing abit of body fat with age but was still in perfect health. At least it was instantaneous for him and he didn't die from a lingering illness or such, which we have had happen(like feline leukemia) and that's real rough. I still haven't reached 2 of our 4 kids with the news but the other two couldn't believe it(including SnowyAngel, member here), he's been a fixture in our family for so long. He was just a grand regal pasha. 

This one used to live in the bottom of my wardrobe and go in and out through my bedroom window
Was a true scaredy cat if ever there was one. Was scared of everything and everyone apart from me. This one ended up with epilepsy and unfortunately it was so bad we couldnt do anything for her. I had her cremated and scattered her ashes over the parkland near our house. I still have the wooden varnished box that she came back to me in with a brass plaque showing her name
