XbeccaX
Teenage Guinea Pig
My precious girl Misty got pneumonia on Saturday, and despite everything we did for her, she finally lost the battle on Monday afternoon.
We got her out to give her a syringe feed, and afterwards she was sat on my mums knee and making an awful squeaking/wheezing noise which may well haunt me for ever, to see and hear my baby suffering like that was absolute agony. I told mum I was going to the loo, and whilst I was in there I heard mum saying "Misty? Misty?!" I feared the worst, and rushed out the loo but mum shouted to me not to come in the kitchen. Thinking my baby was in terrible pain and not knowing what else to do, I ran across the road ran to my friends house, crying hysterically. When I eventually returned home, mum told me Misty had tried to do what Minnie did just before she died, and have a last run round really quickly. The reason mum didn't want me in the kitchen was because Misty was taking her last few breaths, which mum didn't want me to see.
I feel so sorry for my mum having to watch her go, but at the same time I'm glad someone who loved her was with her, and that I didn't have to see it.
I took a photo of her about an hour before she passed which I love so much:
Mum asked me if I really wanted a photo of her when she was poorly, and I said you never know when its going to be your last chance to get a photo. As it turns out, this was the last photo I took of her.
I told her every day how much mummy loves her, and the day she passed was no different. I have so many good memories with my special girl like the day I got her and she was so tiny, when she used to sit on my knee whilst I read the tv magazine and it always looked like she was reading it too, when I used to get her out every morning before school to watch tv with me, and countless more that will remain with me forever.
She was a wonderful auntie to Millie after Minnie died, and I know Millie will miss her now she's gone. But I know she's with Minnie again up at the Bridge, and they will never be separated.
She will always be my baby, and I will always be her mummy. I still love her more than words can say.
Mummy loves you my mystical girl xxxxxx
We got her out to give her a syringe feed, and afterwards she was sat on my mums knee and making an awful squeaking/wheezing noise which may well haunt me for ever, to see and hear my baby suffering like that was absolute agony. I told mum I was going to the loo, and whilst I was in there I heard mum saying "Misty? Misty?!" I feared the worst, and rushed out the loo but mum shouted to me not to come in the kitchen. Thinking my baby was in terrible pain and not knowing what else to do, I ran across the road ran to my friends house, crying hysterically. When I eventually returned home, mum told me Misty had tried to do what Minnie did just before she died, and have a last run round really quickly. The reason mum didn't want me in the kitchen was because Misty was taking her last few breaths, which mum didn't want me to see.
I feel so sorry for my mum having to watch her go, but at the same time I'm glad someone who loved her was with her, and that I didn't have to see it.
I took a photo of her about an hour before she passed which I love so much:
Mum asked me if I really wanted a photo of her when she was poorly, and I said you never know when its going to be your last chance to get a photo. As it turns out, this was the last photo I took of her.
I told her every day how much mummy loves her, and the day she passed was no different. I have so many good memories with my special girl like the day I got her and she was so tiny, when she used to sit on my knee whilst I read the tv magazine and it always looked like she was reading it too, when I used to get her out every morning before school to watch tv with me, and countless more that will remain with me forever.
She was a wonderful auntie to Millie after Minnie died, and I know Millie will miss her now she's gone. But I know she's with Minnie again up at the Bridge, and they will never be separated.
She will always be my baby, and I will always be her mummy. I still love her more than words can say.
Mummy loves you my mystical girl xxxxxx
