Cryptillian
New Born Pup
It’s been a while, it’s been several months since I lost Pumba. I lost my grandma and 2 of our family dogs (both 12) since too and I really think everything has gone straight through me because it’s so much loss to deal within less than a year that I don’t know how to react.
I had been really back and fourth about getting guinea pigs again for a while and then decided not to do it yet, but I adopted a Syrian Hamster who I spoil. I thought about fostering but I don’t know if I could handle saying goodbye so much.
I was offered a job at my vet, I am a Tech Assistant, and I really enjoy what I do even if most of it is cleaning haha. The first couple weeks I had breakdowns because I think being there reminded me of the events of the past year, especially with all the euthanasias we have had lately, but I think I’ve started to feel ok. I almost think working there helped me come to terms with losing them a bit more.
Now Christmas is coming up, this is the first Christmas without my pigs and I feel very alone; I decided I’ll Christmas with my boyfriend this year, but it’s still so hard. I feel like whenever I was sad even on holidays I always had my pigs to make me feel better, losing them I feel like I lost a piece of me. People have been telling me that I need to move on because I can’t rely on animals for support, so I started therapy again, but that doesn’t seem to fill the void either right now.
I miss everything about them, I miss the loud wheeks, I miss snuggling in bed, I miss hearing them chew all day and night, I miss making their salads, I miss cleaning up even, I just wish I could have them back. I feel so lonely without them and nobody gets it, because they are “just guinea pigs” to most other people.
The pain of losing them was worth knowing them and giving them a good home. I loved them so much, I’ll miss putting on their little hats for Christmas photos, making special salads and treats and giving them gifts, they made me feel like a had a little family with us all together.
First Christmas without my boys in 9 years, and I miss them so much.
I had been really back and fourth about getting guinea pigs again for a while and then decided not to do it yet, but I adopted a Syrian Hamster who I spoil. I thought about fostering but I don’t know if I could handle saying goodbye so much.
I was offered a job at my vet, I am a Tech Assistant, and I really enjoy what I do even if most of it is cleaning haha. The first couple weeks I had breakdowns because I think being there reminded me of the events of the past year, especially with all the euthanasias we have had lately, but I think I’ve started to feel ok. I almost think working there helped me come to terms with losing them a bit more.
Now Christmas is coming up, this is the first Christmas without my pigs and I feel very alone; I decided I’ll Christmas with my boyfriend this year, but it’s still so hard. I feel like whenever I was sad even on holidays I always had my pigs to make me feel better, losing them I feel like I lost a piece of me. People have been telling me that I need to move on because I can’t rely on animals for support, so I started therapy again, but that doesn’t seem to fill the void either right now.
I miss everything about them, I miss the loud wheeks, I miss snuggling in bed, I miss hearing them chew all day and night, I miss making their salads, I miss cleaning up even, I just wish I could have them back. I feel so lonely without them and nobody gets it, because they are “just guinea pigs” to most other people.
The pain of losing them was worth knowing them and giving them a good home. I loved them so much, I’ll miss putting on their little hats for Christmas photos, making special salads and treats and giving them gifts, they made me feel like a had a little family with us all together.
First Christmas without my boys in 9 years, and I miss them so much.