After 12 1/2 years, the Pig Pen has been broken down, and the quality items left over from the guinea pig herd are to be donated to the rescue.
On Tuesday, Murphy was euthanized.
I am uneasy. I do not regret. I can’t process. This is a major adjustment to my daily life. The sounds of a 2 lb stampede, following you back and forth, until you notice ‘Could you please wif the cookies?’
I can’t right now. I’ll tell you more later. I didn’t realize I was going to get so upset in writing a few sentences.