*bangs head on table*
Arrrgh!
I posted because I wanted all of you to know that I DID do it and I'm sorry!
And for your information, my parents, they're not the whole drive 20 miles to get a pet kind of people. What the heck was I supposed to do?! If I told them that I wanted to drive that far they'd get soo mad at me and start to make fun of me! They went insane when I said I wanted to see a friend that lives three hours away.
God. You all don't know me.
You know I WOULD tell you all the real reason why I did all this. But naturally: More care for the
cavy than the human.
I don't need you judging me.
By the way, I did search on petfinder.
And at the time I was looking There was none.
And after all my searches for adoptable
cavies nothing came up. Not even craigslist, which I never even heard of.
I do have aspergers, oooh autistic. Aspergers is mild autism, and I'm actually smarter than you'd think. Start researching PEOPLE and you might realize it's quite different than down syndrome. I know more about
cavies than my parents even do. I stood up 3 nights in a row reasearching, within the four months I've been doing of looking them up and planning--and finding shelters. My parents still said no to adoption. THEY don't know about breeding and over population.
Ugh, all of you. Stop judging me just because one thing I did. If you saw
how well I take care of my cavies I'm pretty sure you would STILL be doing this to me just because of one thing I regret doing. I don't even buy their hay, food, or toys--ANYTHING from chain stores. Once again: My parents are not into the whole adopt a rodent kind of thing. It was their choice.
Wanna say something else to me?