She was born on September 13th, 1995. I've always wanted a chinchilla and it was my dream pet. One day, I said to my mom, "My dream pet is a chinchilla and I would name it Chi-Chi!" I didn't think she would take it seriously, so I forgot about it.
A few months passed, and I was in Illinois visiting my relatives for Thanksgiving. It was time to go back to Wisconsin, and I had no idea that there would be an addition to our family. When I walked in my house, I looked to the left, and there was a tiny tiny baby Chinchilla! I could've fainted right there. I forgot what I would name it so my mom said "Don't you remember? Her name is Chi-Chi." I was happy! I took her out 5 or more times a day to play with her, and it was great!
One day, my best friend was at my place, and we thought Chi-Chi was kinda lonely. So, we go ask my mom's fiance and wonders if we can buy a new chilla(short for Chinchilla) He says go ahead. We go to the store, and we come home with Chico. He was soooo cute, and he still is at the ripe age of 4!
Then they are a married couple, and they have 1 baby, his name was Chilli. He was born on the first day of the Summer Olympics in '96. He liked watching people doing flips! Anyway.....
Things were going great with Chi-Chi. But, on June 6th,1997- I noticed something was wrong with her. She couldn't walk or sit up. I didn't do anything to her at all. It goes on for days. Then, the worst thing happened on June 9th, 1997 at exactly 3:09 pm...Chi-Chi makes a barking/whining noise, like a "goodbye Jeanna" type of thing. The night before I dreamed of this happening. I was scared. Then, my chinnie died. I tried everyhting, my mom wouldn't go to the vet, I called the vet and she said, "Your chinchilla most likely passed away." I couldn't believe it. I told all my friends, and relatives. Everyone was like,"Oh my god, really?" or "No way...".
We buried her under my pine tree behind my house. I wrote her a note, and I gave her a guardian angel pin letting her know....."I'll see you again someday. I love you very much."
Chi-Chi Marie Chinchilla~*~ September 13, 1995 ~*~ June 9th, 1997~*~ With everyone reading this, and that have had chinnie deaths, I want you to know that all my regards, sympathy and my thoughts are with you always.
Chico was the sweetest thing. Even sweeter than Chi-Chi, sometimes. I didn't think he'd die at 4 years old but he did. I thought he was going to live for 16 years. But...no. He was living with my best friend and I didn't think they took good care of him. One night in September he was crying and he died. I think It was probably a heart problem. He was perfectly healthy the same day. When her 16 yr old brother told me I didn't believe it. Then I found out the truth. My precious Chico died. I cried for hours at home and in my creative drama class at school. I told everyone and everyone was like.."Oh wow...I'm sorry", you know, sympathy.
He was born on August 1st, 1995. We bought him so he could mate with Chi-Chi. She died then Chienne came along. She's fine and OK. She was deeply depressed for weeks after hid death. *Chico Michael-Sebastien Chinchilla* August 1st,1995*~*~*~*~September 25(?),1998
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