I am an animal lover and I’ve had several animals in my life so I know that eventually they die. My guinea pigs got sick and died a day apart from each other. Three days ago they were happy little pigs running around and chewing on everything and then its like someone flipped a switch. I couldn’t afford to take them to the vet because its so expensive and i just started working. I know its silly but I love them so much and I miss them so much. I feel so trapped and with everything that has been happening I just feel like everything is going wrong. I can’t talk to my husband because he’s sleeping, (I should too but I can’t) and I don’t know that he’ll understand. The pigs were my rescue and I nursed them back to health when i first got them and I couldnt do anything but keep them warm. I hate that I get so attached to my animals but I can’t help it, like i said Im a sucker for a cute animal face. I think this is why Im going into veterinary medicine. I want to rescue another Guinea that one of my friends emailed to me. She’s cute and needs a home. My husband said no because we haven’t even gotten the ashes back for my other pigs and I need to grieve. I know I’m probably jumping the gun but I have a hole in my heart and every time I see their empty cage it makes me so depressed. I was so close to my piggies and I feel like he doesn’t understand. He just doesn’t want anymore pets and I understand that but he knew I was an animal lover and he knew about my pets before we got together. I feel like he’s only doing what he wants and isn’t even giving me a chance to explain why I want to being this pig in. He would be happy if we never had pets and he wasn’t like this before. I don’t know when things changed for him but I feel like now I have to give up another thing for him. I don’t feel like it’s fair.