Roxie died on my lap at the vets today, I took her in to get a last exam and most likely to help her go to the bridge, she couldn't eat anymore, from
maloclusioned teeth, brought on by her illness with visceral infection from ovarian cysts. She was a brave little girl all the way to the end, she didn't
really want to go, but she was dying when I brought her in. Her last meal today was her two favorites, first rye grass and then some parsely leaves that it
took all her last energy to eat with my help today. Roxie brought me so much joy and companionship, she was the brains behind all our operations. Her best
friend and nemesis, Gloria misses her already, and I haven't stopped crying all day. Roxie and Gloria traveled up and down the state with me in the back
seat of my car many, many times the year my Mom got sick with cancer and died, they were my moral support and really took care of me during that time. I would
have done anything to not have her suffer at all, so when she couldn't eat anymore I knew it had to be, but I think this was one of the hardest days of my
life - can you believe it, such a bitey little feisty runty guinea pig who really didn't like me much - but she was my first piggy (with her sister) and I
will never be the same. Enjoy being free little sweety, eat all the yummies in heaven and say hi to Gramma like you promised. I'm sorry I couldn't make
you better. I love you.

