Comment on Grieving the loss of a guinea pig by Jennifer L Quall.

Randomly came across during an insomnia night in which I’m suddenly allowing myself to feel the grief of my Oreo’s passing a couple of weeks ago. She was at least 6 years old as that is how long ago I’d taken her from a family who didn’t want her. I knew she had been slowing down, but then the last 24-48 hours went too fast, and I am now going over everything in my head wondering what signs I missed and what I could have or should have done. I know that’s part of the process, but she was just so so loved and I miss her begging for her dinner veggies and lounging in the middle of the hay pile despite all the soft cozies I’d always buy for her. Rest in animal Heaven sweet Oreo ❤️