Say ‘Good night!’ and Go

It’s the 2nd of January and Latte, my guinea pig passed away on this day in 2003 after a prolonged illness that was probably caused by her getting water in her nose while I was giving her a bath. =’( A few days before she passed, I knew her time was running out. Her ears were cold, and she was lethargic. I was on my way back to campus when she breathed her last. Dad buried her in an unlikely spot. Right in front of the flowerbed and there’s no way you can NOT walk on her grave. Latte was such a character. Unlike Mocha, who was content to lie on my stomach while I watched TV, Latte would hop off and scurry towards the furniture on her way back to the cage. There was no way I could get her to ’stay’, and I didn’t want to force her to be there if she didn’t want to. I recall seeing her furry behind and her back feet as she scurried back. She was a dear, even if she wasn’t very social. Mocha was the one that peed on me the most in the beginning. But she got used to my constant handling and it impressed me to no end when she would pee in the cage as soon as her feet touched the floor. And I didn’t train her to do that. It was the constant handling and I guess it became a habit. I hope I’ll get to keep a guinea pig or two when I have a chance in the future. If not a guinea pig, then maybe a toilet-trained rabbit? (more…)