Tale of Broken Hearts

It was the best of days...(no, scratch that.)

It was the worst of days...it was...a Windstorm Unexpected that broke too many hearts.

Calvin's bones have decalcified to the point he actually has no jaw bone whatsoever, the long bones are barely existent...and - as extremely rare as this is in guinea pigs, and extremely rare it is indeed, he has been given enough pain medication to last for three days...apparently the condition is excruciatingly painful but we never knew for he never once complained...it wasn't until he stopped eating...even then, he never complained. He is home to say good bye until mom's friend comes up to be with them.

Her cardiologist is still celebrating New Year so she'll be packing nitro and aspirin and hopefully get worked up tomorrow, but it's all a blur now, the 80 mph wind gusts are blowing bits and pieces of all our hearts, sweeping them into nooks and crannies of stars and the Rainbow Bridge below them for the only difference between night and day now is that there has ceased to be a difference, only

heartache no nitro can cure.