As much as I hate covering up my sketch sale journal this is more important. -.- If no one minds, the following is copied from my LJ.

My darling baby girl Vixen passed away after 5 a.m. this morning. I was getting Mael for bed and like I always do peeked in on Vixen. I knew it wasn't good when I saw her lying flat in her cage and my fears were confirmed when she was limp when I picked her up. Mael held her too and detected faint breathing then handed her back to me and I carried her over to the couch and told her I loved her and she got to live her last moment in my arms like AF got to. That's a consolation at least. I think I'm tormenting myself a bit writing this but I need to. She was my longest-lived pet thus far. I had her for three years and five months so the fact that she was kind of old is another consoltation.

Vixen really was an angel with fur. Atomic Fireball left such a gaping aching hole in my heart that just would not quit hurting when he died. The cat I had for a bit just made it worse. As soon as I held little Vixen for the first time in the pet store though and she just looked up at me not making a sound, I knew she was the one I would be taking home that day and the hurt eased up a whole heck of a lot like it hadn't before I held her. After we got home, I took her into a room alone for bonding time and just sat stroking her gently and promising I'd always take care of her and thanking her for making the pain go away. It wasn't too long after that that she threw away her quiet docile guinea pig facade and climbed up my shoulder to the back of my neck and I felt her front paws scrabbling there because she was trying to climb up on top of my head. =p That was when I knew that her name would be Vixen because I felt like she had kind of tricked me into thinking she was a quiet and docile little thing so she'd be taken home.


She was actually a lot like Atomic Fireball in personality. She was a wonderful mixture of spirited and fiery and she also very sweet, gentle and loving. Every time she hunger cried made me smile because it was such a cute sound and she'd be acting and looking so eager while she made it. Mael and I loved her a lot. She was also around the entire time we knew each other. I can't believe she's really gone now. Last night after 8 I had a really nice cuddle time with her. She was snuggled against my arm and I was just stroking her for a long time and she looked really content. I even got to play with her a little some time later when I was getting her all excited about a little food I had in my hand. She kept rearing up on her shelter because sometimes Mael and I would put treats up there for her to get down and she would prop her forepaws up on the door opening of her cage and peer out eagerly and this went on for a little bit, then I rubbed her ears and fur a bit when I let her have it and she began eating.

I'm really going to miss her.

I made a photobucket album in her memory containing all the images that other people drew of her while she was alive. I really love and appreciate each one of them.

http://gs157.photobucket.com/groups.....67/L29AQ5TGGK/

password to get in is guineapig35. I don't mind giving it out publicly here since it's not the password to my main album.