One Thousand Three Hundred & Eighty
Theme: Hedgehog, RIP.
Tonight was a horrible night and one that I won't forget. My poor beautiful baby hedgehog died in my arms today at around 11:00pm. He just went all life and limpless. He didn't appear to of had been in pain. It means a lot to me that I believe he wasn't and that he went fairly quick. He was a lovely pet and I will miss him greatly. I've had many of memories with him that I won't forget. My mum said he died that day because he knew I was going away (which would heartbreak me more not being there) and that he wanted to pass with me. Which he did, in my arms. He was such a small tiny thing. Loveable and stunning. I wanted to get his ashes back from the vet but because of how small he was it wasn't doable. I'd get nothing back. I planned to get his ashes tattoo'd in my leg, which is what I always wanted. So I am disappointed that I can't have him back with me where he belongs. I told him I loved him before he died. I said my goodbye in the perfect way. I wouldn't have wanted it anyway else.
Comments