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What's the craziest thing you have ever done for love?

missy

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I'll start
Two things come to mind

1.I got married
(never wanted to)

and

2. after two decades or so
I moved to New Jersey


:)

Your turn


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Sat outside every night for a week for hours, to the point that the gravel bruised my legs, got bit by more mosquitos than I thought was possible, and got my arms and hands torn up by blackberry bushes.


I don’t regret a thing. She was worth it.
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Sat outside every night for a week for hours, to the point that the gravel bruised my legs, got bit by more mosquitos than I thought was possible, and got my arms and hands torn up by blackberry bushes.


I don’t regret a thing. She was worth it.
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I love this story! Please tell us more!
 
I love this story! Please tell us more!

Seconded! I want to hear the story!

And major props to you - I *hate* mosquito bites! No one likes them, but I moved to a different region, and the local mosquitoes have it in for me - bites last not a few days but two weeks! So I mostly stay indoors from May to October, lol.
 
Hah! It’s a long one. Someone on our neighborhood facebook group posted about a dumped guinea pig in our local park (which is swarming with off leash dogs, outdoor cats, raccoons, coyotes, and a nesting pair of osprey) and included a picture. Me and my mother are both fairly experienced in animal rescue and decided to drive down and take a look. We were poking around the blackberry hedges when I sat down to mope a bit because we weren’t finding her and clearly she was out here, it wasn’t like someone mistook a rat or squirrel because they posted a picture. While I was sitting I received a frantic text from my mom to come over and sure as the world there she was. A little adolescent guinea pig, eating grass, all alone. Tried to grab her but she ran back into the blackberries. It was clear she was dumped, someone even left a water bowl in the back of the hedge.

We came by every morning and evening to feed her and scope the area. We tried one of our at home guinea pig’s boxes, and a net, and every hide known to man. She wouldn’t go in any of them.

Talked to neighbors, multiple people had seen and were trying to catch her, and one woman said that she had initially (a week before we ever got there) seen two. Her and her kids tried to catch them but failed, and the next day found one dead. They buried it.
I told my mom that if we didn’t catch her by the weekend, I was going down with the machete and loppers and taking down the whole blackberry patch.
I remember so vividly lying in bed, thinking about what we should name her. Thinking that I couldn’t name her before we caught her, but if we did, I’d call her Cheese Stick. Because the stripe along her back looks sort of like a melted cheese stick, and because I didn’t want her name to have any relation to what she went through.

And that Friday, when we went to visit her at around 3pm, she was gone. Wouldn’t come out, no noise. No signs. She was dead. Clearly, she was dead, taken by a predator or killed by one of the dogs.
We went home. We didn’t cry, but we mourned. My mother almost threw up. We decided to go back one more time, with a new, fresh box and just see. We made an agreement that I would do the work this time, as my mom had been mainly trying to catch her throughout the week.

And that little shit was still there. Came right out and started eating. And in the middle of a conversation with our extremely kind but extremely socially anxious neighbor, she went in the box. And that was it. We cried, the neighbor congratulated us and fled, and Cheese just kept eating because she was starving.
We took her home and gave her a bath. She had mites, bumblefoot, a respiratory infection, and a bald spot on her butt. I swear she slept for three days straight.

She immediately decided she wanted to be with our extremely grumpy, extremely old senior piggy (7 years), who had lost her herd (mother and sister) to old age and her upper teeth to an abscess. Daffodil taught Cheese Stick everything she knew, and I swear Cheese gave Doof another year of life.

Now she lives sort of alone. She never did bond with another pig after that, but our other pair like her quite a lot and their cages are pressed right up next to each other so they talk and eat together and when they come out of the cage they run around together. She’s the tamest guinea pig I’ve ever met, and she’s my best friend.

(picture of her I took in the box when we caught her, and baby Cheese)

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And a Picture of her and Daffodil:IMG_0302.jpeg
 
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@Lentibulariaceae that is the most uplifting story and thank you and your Mom for being such kind and wonderful people. ❤️ Cheese Stick is adorable!
@Lentibulariaceae …if there was a Story of the Week thread, yours would be this week’s winner. Thank you so much for posting it and hugs to you and your mom for giving the adorable Miss Cheese Stick a new and wonderful life !
Thank you both. This happened during a pretty bad time in my life, and we really saved each other. I needed a fuzzball of unconditional (somewhat conditional, depending on food) love.
 
We got married 6 weeks after we met. Everyone thought we were crazy. We're married 42 years now.

Love this. My parents got engaged a few weeks after dating and have been married 61 and a half years currently :kiss2:


Sat outside every night for a week for hours, to the point that the gravel bruised my legs, got bit by more mosquitos than I thought was possible, and got my arms and hands torn up by blackberry bushes.


I don’t regret a thing. She was worth it.
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Awwww bless you for taking care of the animals in need!!!!! This is very dear to my heart and thank you for rescuing !!!!!
I agree they rescue us as well..nothing more rewarding IMO :kiss2:
 
Donated my kidney. Not to a person I loved (I didnt know him well) but for the love of my fellow man.

Sounds cheesy I know.

I want to be a person who inspires others to be kind to each other.

The other crazy things i cant post.. hahaha
 
Donated my kidney. Not to a person I loved (I didnt know him well) but for the love of my fellow man.

Sounds cheesy I know.

I want to be a person who inspires others to be kind to each other.

The other crazy things i cant post.. hahaha

Not cheesy ! Brave and generous is more like it! I happen to know , from personal experience with you , that you are a kind and trusting human being!
Oh, and you have excellent taste in sparkly things!
 
Donated my kidney. Not to a person I loved (I didnt know him well) but for the love of my fellow man.

Sounds cheesy I know.

I want to be a person who inspires others to be kind to each other.

The other crazy things i cant post.. hahaha

I thought of you when I started this thread. You are the most selfless human I know. Beautiful inside and out ❤️❤️❤️
 
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