Last week I lost my beloved best friend Buddy. He was the most wonderful guinea pig a girl could ask for. Never in my life did I think I would own a guinea pig but when I saw that Buddy was in need of a home and not getting the love he deserved my heart broke and I knew I needed to bring him home. I fought until I could and when I did I was so happy. The way he would yell at me to love him and feed him carrots, the way he would run all over my floor in the happiest way, the way he loved to outside, I loved everything about the little guy and when I lost him my world shattered. He was 6 I believe a little older and I know that is a long wonderful life and I fed him the best of food and gave him organic veggies he loved every day. He even came back from scurvy because I nursed him to health for over a month, syringe fed and watered him, gave him vitamins, the works. He was a blessing in my life, he made a difference which I never expected and now I feel like im missing a part of my heart. We brought him home a friend who hasn't been doing too well since his passing and are bringing him home a friend who needs to be adopted from the humane society. I don't want to feel like I'm replacing my little buddy but I cant leave Larry lonely, its not fair I suppose Im just writing this in memory of my best friend, I hope he knows how much I love him and is watching over us from some beautiful pasture with all the carrots in the world. Thank you for taking the time to listen <3