This is my title for the past year. It's fitting. 2000/2001 were the "years that sucked". 2002 was the year that sucked further. And just when you think things can't possibly get worse, they show you it can. First my mum almost dies, then my brothers guinea pig does. Mum and me were more upset over that than he was. The fact we were looking after her and watching her deteorate probably had something to do with it. So 2003 just added to the theory that this century sucks alot.
2004 hasn't had a great start. We survived christmas, then got mail from my dear stepfather whom we havent heard from since the previous year. Mum put the money to use to take us to rottnest, we'd never been there because of him. However any fun I might have had went fully out the window the next morning when Hairy died. Like every morning I got up and opened her cage. While eating breakfast Jarrad comes out to say she's in his room. No idea how she got there but I went and got her and she had a blocked nose. Nothing new there. She's always has. So I went out the back with her til she was fine then left her on the swing wrapped in her rag. Something I've done alot. I went inside then to download my brothers photos for him. After that I went to check on her and noticed she wasn't on the swing anymore. I went to look for her and found her near the drain pipe. I picked her up and she was having trouble breathing. I took her inside and within seconds she was having some kind of culvulsions and died. It was horrible. There was nothing I could do for her, it was over so quickly. I partically blame myself. I've never had good luck with pets, but I keep wondering if I had stayed out there would she have left the swing. Or if I had kept her with me inside would it be different. I just keep seeing her poor little face...
...i cant believe that i'm getting so upset over a pet..people thought it was rediculous i had her operated on..I hope I get over it soon though. Or I'm going to go mental. i'm leaving...