A tribute

I don't think it would be right for me not to pay tribute to my beloved guinea pig Ruby, who died a couple of weeks ago after a short illness.

It was a day I had dreaded for five long years, but it was an opportunity to reflect on all the things Ruby has seen me through.  We see friends now and then, talk on the phone to our parents, but our pets are there everyday, a steady presence.  That's how it was for me anyway.  Ruby lived all over Wales with me, and whilst jobs, homes, friends, relationships came and went, she was always there, waiting for broccoli or sitting on my lap.  She was a dear little thing.

Thanks Rubes, and enjoy all the hay in piggie heaven.