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Mar. 11th, 2003 09:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
violachicPeewee is dead.
I didn't see him around the house today, so I was getting a little worried, but kind of assumed he was curled up somewhere. I was partly right. When I got home from work tonight, about an hour ago, I couldn't find him so I went searching for him, and sure enough, he had found a corner of the basement, stretched out and died.
It was a little freaky, especially since dad wasn't home at the time. Luckily he arrived in ten or fifteen minutes and was able to take care of it so I didn't have to.
I had to take care of a dead guinea pig once and it was disturbing.
If the ground thaws enough by the weekend we will bury him in the family pet plot in the backyard with three guinea pigs, two cats and a ferret or two. If not, we will probably have to ask the humane society to deal with it.
It is the end of an era. I was eleven-going-on-twelve when we got him. That's over half my life so far. But I'm glad I didn't have to take him to the vet to be euthanised. Even though I know its for the best sometimes, it still disturbs me to think I've just had a hand in killing a living creature.
So I'm sad. But I'll survive. But I'm sad.
I didn't see him around the house today, so I was getting a little worried, but kind of assumed he was curled up somewhere. I was partly right. When I got home from work tonight, about an hour ago, I couldn't find him so I went searching for him, and sure enough, he had found a corner of the basement, stretched out and died.
It was a little freaky, especially since dad wasn't home at the time. Luckily he arrived in ten or fifteen minutes and was able to take care of it so I didn't have to.
I had to take care of a dead guinea pig once and it was disturbing.
If the ground thaws enough by the weekend we will bury him in the family pet plot in the backyard with three guinea pigs, two cats and a ferret or two. If not, we will probably have to ask the humane society to deal with it.
It is the end of an era. I was eleven-going-on-twelve when we got him. That's over half my life so far. But I'm glad I didn't have to take him to the vet to be euthanised. Even though I know its for the best sometimes, it still disturbs me to think I've just had a hand in killing a living creature.
So I'm sad. But I'll survive. But I'm sad.
