Yet Another Farewell to a Pet Post

This morning our guinea pig Patch ("Patchy-Poo") Jacobs passed away after an extended illness. She is survived by her sister, Penny, and her owners, the Jacobs family, who will all miss her greatly. Patch was born June 1st, 2003, and died September 16, 2008.

The girls will undoubtedly be spending more time loving on Penny now that she is all alone, so hopefully she won't be too lonely. Here is an old post with pictures of the two piggies.

We buried Patch in the backyard and the girls decorated her grave with lots of flowers, then they spent some time hanging out with our newest pets, the chickens.






I'm not sure what it is with Anna and this scrunchy-nose smile, but it's awfully cute. As you can see, she still has both of her front teeth, although the right one still hangs a bit lower than the other. Contrary to my expectations, it has reattached, so for now she gets to keep it!

Farewell to another pet

Sadly, right after I finished the last post, we discovered that our oldest and most beloved fish, Princess Leia, had passed. He (yes, he) was a lovely large red betta fish, and he has now gone to rest with Alexander and Priscilla in the fish graveyard that Sophia established in the backyard.

Here he is in his glory days:


Here is another photo of him from earlier in the summer, and here is his first appearance on the blog.

Bye Bye Blaise

We took Blaise to the vet last night and had him put down. We haven't blogged about what's been going on with him, it's been almost too hard to talk about. He has always had behavior issues that we couldn't seem to get around, and it finally reached a point where we couldn't live with the liability of owning him anymore. I wish things were different, but no matter how much we went over it we kept coming up at the same place. I'm sorry if I'm being cryptic. The short version is Blaise was an aggressive and unpredictable dog and we had to put him down.

In spite of the stress that living with him brought to our lives we all loved that little dog an awful lot. He was incredibly cute and smart and at times just the sweetest little guy you could imagine. I've decided that he was a good dog through and through. He tried very hard to be good, but sometimes he just didn't understand what we needed him to do.

Margaret and I took him in and we stayed with him until he was gone. It was very hard. Witnessing death is difficult. Life is fragile. Hug your loved ones today in honor of little Blaise.

I couldn't bring myself to post a picture, everything is too fresh and sad. There are pics and a video of him here and here.