My mother has just told me I'm not getting any more animals because I get upset because they die. I didn't even say about getting any more. I'm 22 for god's sake. Then she told me I should put Snowy and my recently widowed guinea pig Daniel together, because according to her they'd get on well . Everyone thinks I'm being stupid for crying over Horris. They just don't understand the pain I'm feeling. I can't concentrate. I can't eat. Every time I look at Snowy I cry.
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