Well the story that popped into my head was the one about my Guinea pig from when I was about 8-10 or something.
It is the story of how it passed away.
So me and my (older) sister got guinea pigs for Christmas and we had them for about a year but they we’re always fighting until one day my sisters injured my so bad it developed a tumour and a couple months later he died.
Then his bastard brother died of loneliness… Oh the irony.
and here is your well deserved llama