I would like to remember, Cupcake. She was a black and white rosette piggie. And she was old. She was born when I was in Kindergarten and died when I was a Senior in High School. She always knew the minuute I was home from school and always greeted me with her squeaks and whistles.
She loved to be held and if she wasn't held EVERY DAY she would mope around her house until she was held. She was always in the kitchen where all the action was and loved getting the cores of the lettuce head and carrot scraps. she was my besr friend for all of my childhood and I think of her everyday, and hope that I can find a piggie like her for my kids so that they can understand and cherish the joy of a piggie in their lives.
