Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Farewell to Squishy


I'm sad. Pippin just died a little while ago.
It started this morning when I noticed that his breathing was off, and he wasn't really interested in the parsley we offered him. (SO not Pippin...)
We took him to the vet, and they said it was some sort of respiratory problem; they gave him some antibiotics, and that was that. We came home, and the day went on, until just a little while ago. I went into my room, and he was just laying there. I knew he was dead. I picked him up, and really didn't start crying until I brought him into the room where mom was. My poor Pippin.
His nickname was "Squishy" - you wouldn't BELIEVE all of the crazy jokes we've had with that funny guy. I'm going to miss him. He was very squishy...

Dad said I could get another one, so maybe tomorrow, Mom and I will go to Winston to get one. I'd like that...

Love you, Pip. You were very squishy...very squishy, indeed.

Always Fighting,
-Han


Here's just a small taste of the jokes Nate and I had with him -
this is an actual song, though we changed the words to say "Squishy" ....
WARNING: Extreme dumbness ahead - continue at your own risk...

Squishing through the back door, squishing in the cold -
Communasquishy breakdown,
Complete Squishy overload.
Been through a squishy fire, I feel like a squishy glow,
squishy glow
Squishies passing on the freeway, my Squishy's on the run;
been runnin' from a Squishy, I'm not the only one.
And somewhere in the distance, a Squishy's taking flight
Destinations unknown, just squish into the night.
So much said, and squished, but after all: the time has come to 
squish it all, behind.
If you could see Squishy through my eyes,
You'd know he'd try to squish it all.
He's been squishing all his life, to stand up every time he falls
If you could see Squishy through my eyes...
I feel squishy up my spine
The squishy on my hands
I'm squishing here alone, With squishy arms again
Squishy ain't no stranger
There'll be a squishy star
And Squish will find it's way
Into someones heart
Too late for tears
No time to be Squishy
It's just the echo of our
Squishy song ...
If you could see Squishy through my eyes,
You'd know he'd try to squish it all.
He's been squishing all his life, to stand up every time he falls
If you could see Squishy through my eyes,
 You'd see that he will always squish
Somewhere out there is my squishy,
And a new squish will come my way
If you could see Squishy through my eyes
Through my eyes


...I WARNED you...


 


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