Thursday, January 17, 2013

Rest in peace, Piggy, my dear little pink love.

My Little Pink Pig

Hello old friends:

Piggy died last night, January 16th, 7pm, in my arms. He had a very bad episode of arrhythmia, more violent than usual, and did not recover.

Pig communicating with his planet.

My fiance, who loves Piggy as I do, was on the phone with me while it happened. I called him as soon as I realized what was happening as it was evident from the moment it started that this would be "the big one", as Fred Sanford would say.

Grover was next to us during it (it lasted about 2 minutes) scarfing down my fried rice that I had been eating on the couch when it happened (silly boy).

Piggy being dressed up in Grover's lurve last weekend.

Piggy had just gobbled his favorite chicken baby food with some pills in it. He was SO happy all day, and the day before, too. Then he curled up next to me on the couch purring like mad. When the arrhythmia started, I held him and thanked him for choosing us and for being such a gift. I told him how much we loved him and how much joy he gave us. I told him it was OK for him to go to Vito now - we understand he needed to move on, and we would be OK, but we would miss him terribly.

My bag! No, mine!
Piggy died with his paws around my neck knowing he was so very loved. Then I took him to the vet hospital so that he could be cremated.


Piggy head-butting me the day before he died. There's Grover's ear!
Vito is the happiest kitty-ghost in the world right now, I'm sure of it. The BFFs are together again. I can't really ask for more than that. ♥

And this is why we called Piggy and Vito "BrokeBack Mountain"

Thank you for visiting this blog all these long years, even when I didn't post for very long stretches of time.  Your beloved pets, your blogs, your comments, emails, and funny, wise, gentle, loving words have always warmed my heart and bolstered me through rough times.

Piggy was on Cat Shaming for his Halloween costume this year.
Thank you for you. I appreciate it.

OXO

Allison
RIP my sweet, crazy, lovable, magical Wonder Pig! Thank you for sticking around three years past when the vets said you would leave us. We love you, we love you, we love you.

Pig at his favorite heat pole.