..omg, thanks everyone. :) It is hard.. I mean most people think "oh it's just a guinea pig", but really, it's not. He was a friend. He was always happy to see me, always squealed when he heard my voice, and he was just my baby. Now my room will be empty with no squeals, and no more saving the ends of the celery.
My heart feels empty. Like something's missing. Like something isn't there. And that's exactly what my room is gonna be like.