I dont know, maybe you guys will laugh,, but recently I've found that my guinea pigs are the only reason I get up each day. They're the only reason I keep fighting, and pushing, and working every day. If it werent for my piggies I'd have given up quite a long time ago.. It's just their needs that keep me going every day.
I know that's very pathetic, to keep living simply to look after a small fat rodent..
But does anyone else feel the same way? Atleast a little?
My poor pigs. I dont know what would happen to them if I werent around, and that though pushes me to get up every day.. : (
Perhaps that's sad and pathetic to think like that.. I just dont know anymore..
I just know that making them happy makes me happy. I dont know if anyone else here thinks like that..?
Anyone?
I know that's very pathetic, to keep living simply to look after a small fat rodent..
But does anyone else feel the same way? Atleast a little?
My poor pigs. I dont know what would happen to them if I werent around, and that though pushes me to get up every day.. : (
Perhaps that's sad and pathetic to think like that.. I just dont know anymore..
I just know that making them happy makes me happy. I dont know if anyone else here thinks like that..?
Anyone?