I understand the feeling. Last night, my companion of seven years passed away from a stroke caused by the bursting of a tumor in her abdomen. She died surrounded by loved ones, and had been happy and lively to her last day, just like your Chirp. She was a good guinea pig, and I woke up today looking at her enclosure and watching our other guinea pig all alone. Two of my piggies have died of old age in the last year, as well as my dear Perry. I have a feeling that our feathered and furred friends up there are introducing each other and getting settled into their new paradise.Today I woke up panicking, not knowing where Chirp was because I have his cage in my room still. It took a minute for the harsh reality to set in.
Bee, what a beautiful memorial you made in honor of Chirps life's journey with you.This is his spot on the shelf. His favorite things are here: His grapewood perch, his favorite toy, a toy he chewed on, his buddy @finchly sent him. And a quick link, he always loved pulling on them and running his tongue over the textured part.
Also a cut from the same fabric I used to shroud Chirp. A portrait Chewy sent us way back. And a collage of his feathers. This is where he will go when he comes home.
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