Last week, Shaggy lost his Scooby. Or, in my case, Scott lost his potbelly pig, Lola. 2 weeks from her 9th birthday. 6 days ago Amanda and I temporarily relocated Lola to a potbelly pig sanctuary just east of Calgary. We were gearing up to renovate
our new diggs over the next 2 months, so we decided to spare Lola the
stress (as we also needed to renovate her room too), then dash out upon
completion and bring our girl back. Sadly, Lola passed away sometime in
the night on July 17. Most of those who knew about my piggy know I
adored her. Completely loved her. Head over heels. Lola was Amanda's
and my daughter prior to the birth of Gwendolyn (sorry Gwen, that's just
the way it was, babe). I've heard some can scoff at the loss of a pet,
but I ain't one of them. It's been an extremely sad day for us all.
But, my piggy had a good life, she was deeply loved by her herd (us!).
We picked up her little-giant 135lbs body from the sanctuary and brought
her to a crematorium in Calgary. I kept expecting her to jump to life,
but sadly, even a kiss on her big, stinky cheek couldn't bring her
back. I miss my stinky, grouchy pig immensely. Love you Lola -- please
haunt our home!
4 comments:
We're thinking of you at your time of loss. May the sweet memories of Lola bring you comfort!
Thank you so much, Christian. It's been an extremely sad week for us, missing our girl.
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