R.I.P Voodoo.

Yesterday morning of October 29, 2011, I walked into my room after a shower to find my beloved guinea pig, Voodoo, had passed on.

The night before this he had gotten very sick, wouldnt eat or drink, move... So my mum called me at my boyfriend's house, to let me know Voo looked very ill. I ran home. Normally it takes me about fiteen minutes but I ran as fast as I could, didnt stop even to cough anything up (as Im ill with a bad cold). Three minutes flat, I burst through the door and went right to my pig.

And he seemed pretty okay. After Voo saw he me got wheaking a bit, drank a little, had some apple, nibbled my fingers as usual and moved around a bit. This morning he was awake, a bit wobbly but looked okay.

During my shower, Voodoo passed on.

And I am literally devastated. Earlier this year, after a friend's pet passed, I told my boyfriend how devastated I would be if I lost Voodoo. And my predictions were way off- I feel much worse. Almost empty, emotionless. If Im not being emotionless, Im sobbing my face off.

The poor thing was two weeks from turning two years old. He was so young....

I never felt this way with any other pet, as cruel as that is to say. Voodoo was my best friend. He knew all my scrects, helped me when I was sad, calmed me when I was angry, listened to all my screts.... He was my best friend.

I feel like when I come home tomorrow after errands he'll still be alive. That he'll chrip in his funny little way when we sees me, and nibble my fingers gently like he always loved to do. I think he did it to get the salt off my fingers.
I miss you, Voodoo.
To have seen you so ill yesterday make my heart feel cracked but when I found you today it went cold.
Stilled.
Ill miss you, my beautiful little Guinea Pig.
Ill miss you so much.
Your peanut-butter and black fur.
Your gentle wheeking when you were in my arms.
The nibbles on my fingers whenever I held you..

I'll look after Voodoo's brother for him.
Mr Mann will live a long life for Voo, Ill make sure of it.

Requiescat in pace, Voodoo.
I confess Im gonna miss you.

Dearly depressed.
The Night Angel.