On July 20th I received a call at work from my daughter, who recently moved to a new state, leaving behind her everything she knew and loved - except for her pet chinchilla Lola Rose. Lola became part of our family on my daughter's sweet 16 birthday, and has been beloved and adorable in the 9 years since that day. She went with K to her new home, a solid bit of childhood and security, always cute, always snugly, and always loved. The call from K was horrifying and painful. All I could hear was absolute horror and shock in her voice as she cried "HE KILLED MY BABY! HE KILLED MY BABY!" One of the dogs, a rescue from an abusive home, waited for an opportune moment, broke into the cage and . . . well . . . Lola Rose has gone over the Rainbow Bridge to where we hope and pray she doesn't remember what happened to her. Lola has been laid to rest under a tree in the Colorado mountains, which is sort of back to her roots - since chinchilla are native to the Peruvian mountains. Prayers have been said, flowers decorate her resting place, and her memory will always live on.
This post is in memory of that sweet little furry creature, who made all of us laugh when standing up on her rear legs so she could clutch a raisin in her front paws, little hands actually, and eat the cherished treat. She was so soft it was like holding a little cloud, and could get the most indignant expression on her face when she was woken up unexpectedly, or if she didn't have the treat she wanted - when she wanted it. Lola was a great camper. She even had her own little mini-tent! She'd laze in the shade of the tree under which her tent was set, and sleep the day away, content and snug in her little nest. This little critter could melt the heart of even the most critter hating person, with her comical antics as she took her "bath" in volcanic ash, leaving her with the light grey hue of a little ghost.
May God keep even the least among us safe and in His tender care, and may K see her little friend again someday. And may God grant K peace in her heart over her loss and healing from the pain and trauma of her death.
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