Well, yesterday started to be a day like no other. I had a day shift at work instead of evening but on my way to work, I relized that I forgot my cell phone. I usually call my boyfriend when I'm on break or lunch but knew something was up when he called my job. Squeaky, our oldest girl, passed away while I was at work. Brandon, my boyfriend, was devasted. We have had Squeaky for about a year and a half and when we got her from another family, she was probably 2 or 3 years old. Two of our three
GP's have personality like us. Squeaky, lounged around alot and so does Brandon. They had a bond and he came out to work on my lunch so we could talk about what happened. It didn't hit me until the car ride home after work. I finally got to see her. Brandon put her in a shoe box and when I got home, we put her favorite toy, Sealy, in there with her. I didn't want to be selfish and keep Sealy because we have memories and we know that Squeaky would have wanted her. We got her a little plaque and went to Brandon's parents house to have a funeral for her.
Just the other day we said we thought she was looking better...those pigs have ways of hiding not feeling well.
Rest In Peace my little Squeakers, aka Squeaky! Have fun living the good life and lounging in piggie heaven!

Theresa and Brandon