by Jenny
Piglet was my first guinea pig. The bond that developed surprised me, as I didn't think the little think was capable of such a personality. She would crawl all over my bed for a piece of lettuce, lick my chin, then stretch, yawn and go to sleep on my chest.
She got sick out of the blue...the vet told me it would be fine to bring her in this morning instead of in the middle of last night. This morning, she died on her way to get help. I miss her already.