Rony (pronounced rōnee) wandered up, at the start of the pandemic. She was hiding between my potted plants, thin, dehydrated, and terrified. We took her in, tried to find her owner, then, when no one claimed her, we made her a part of our family. We got three more Guinea pigs, over the next several months. Ronny was the queen Guinea pig and had the attitude to prove it. Despite her domineering presence among her peers, she was sweet and affectionate with me. Licking my arm and fully enjoying the chin scratches and ear rubs. Ronny began to show signs of illness, including weight loss and labored breathing. We took her to the vet and she was found to have numerous tumors throughout her body. There wasn’t much that we could do except keep her comfortable and let her know that she was loved. Rony continued to eat drink and enjoy her cuddles for a few weeks, but then began to weaken, didn’t move around much, and would vocalize in pain. Eating and drinking became minimal, and only if coaxed. We finally had to make the difficult decision to have Rony euthanized. It was hard to say goodbye to the sweet little piggie, but we knew that it was time.Rony, we miss you so much. While we may have saved your life, when you wandered up to our home, you saved ours too, at a time when things were so stressful and there were so many unknowns in the world. You were the perfect distraction and brought so much joy and laughter to our lives, and we thank God for you!