Sadness...

Uhm... I have an odd love for guinea pigs. A few years ago my brother and I got baby guinea pigs. The person selling them told us they were both girls. Well, one was a girl (Brownie-my brothers) and the other one was a boy. (Pepper- mine) Before we knew it, their were now 5 guinea pigs. Little S(looked like friends guinea pig, Smores)-girl, Little P (girl- looked like Pepper), and Little B (looked like Brownie- boy) Little B was a runt, so he died. Now we have four. Ok so, guinea pigs kept having babies(because the vets kept telling us the wrong genders) and we ended up with 10. Pepper died, so I got another one named Pepper. He died... :( So did Brownie, and Little P, and all the other guinea pigs, except for one. Little S. Well, it's been 4 years since the first Pepper and Brownie had her. She hadn't been eating or drinking. Last night my dad came into my room (while I was skyping Cayla :P) and told me that, Little S was getting old, that she couldn't move her legs that well. So I came downstairs and held her. He told me she was old, and her time was coming. I was crying, and crying. Last night before I went to bed, I read her a few books that my dad always used to read to me. Little S layed next to me on my nightstand all night. Covered in little towels. When I woke up this morning, she was dead. I thought I'd tell you guys this story of all my guinea pigs, so uhm... I'm pretty sad because it's been a fun adventure with them. If you start to cry while reading this, just remember, Little S is with all my other guinea pigs, and her family, up in Guinea Pig Heaven. <3

<3 Reagan