Off To A Better Place

Our guinea pig, Squeaks, died today. We're a bit sad but not completely devastated. We will miss the squeaking and playing... but not the smell and mess. : )

I felt compelled to write a poem... here it is:

Ode To A Guinea Pig

I remember when we got you from the Mall
That Christmas you were so very small
Within a year you got so big
Everyone said, “That’s one big pig!”

You squeaked and played when you wanted to
You snuggled with people and bit a few
You ate and slept and made a mess
But my Squeaks, you were the best!

You were loved, you were the best
Say “hi” to Jesus, now He can clean your mess
And now you shall be forever blessed.