|| Deceased, almost five years old |
|| Guinea Pig|
|| Eastern USA|
Flicker came to us as a little fluffy savior in my time of need. I was still much younger, and having severe issues with multiple things. She came from a local pet store, and I loved her from the moment I saw her. She was so full of energy and so tiny. She popcorned everywhere and let me hold her, even though I had no idea how to properly hold her.
She was so skittish for the first while, which is understandable. But she began to grow very attached. She leaned her name and would come to me off another person if I let her.
She was sassy and full of spark, letting you know what she wanted right when she wanted. If she wanted to go upstairs, she'd pull on your shirt. She never sat in any other place than your right arm. Flicker chewed holes in lots of clothes.
For almost five years she was like that. It wasn't until I went away for the summer that she went down hill. When I got home, she was so skinny, way too skinny. We got her to the vet. Her teeth had gotten so over grown that she couldn't even eat! The vet suspected cancer or age as the cause for that. For a month we had to force feed her mush to get weight back up. When she was finally back up enough, she went in for surgery.
Little Flicker fought everything. She fought death, she fought us for having to do that to her (With no regards as to helping herself. Sassy to the end), and the rules of life. For example, when my mother picked her up from the vet. She had to wait half an hour to get her, because the little fluff decided eating from the mush bowl wasn't enough. She had to be IN the bowl for full satisfaction. Nothing less would do for The Almighty Lady Fluff.
She was doing good for the time, even after the week of me leaving for school. My parents had to give me that my sweet little baby had finally left. She was a strong, fluffy, and proud girl till the end. We miss you baby. RIP Flicker, August 31st, 2016
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