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last night my dog had an "episode". to make a long and horrible story short he spent the night in some animal hospital 45 minutes away in mt. laurel hooked up to IVs and etc, NOT in my bed like the past 13 years.
i cant stand driving on 295, so i flaked out and my older brother did it. besides i didnt want to be there when he died. i wouldnt be able to handle that, or the car, and who needs 3 dead family members?
dont call me weird or anything but my grieving time for anything and anybody is 35 minutes. flat.
when they left the house i knew for sure he would die, either along the way or later in the night. so i did that whole crying thing and being angry at god and stuff for 35 minutes and accepted his untimely but not untimely for his age death.
another long story short. he didnt die.
fuck, the dog is fine now. better then he was 5 years ago. which oddly enough resembled his first week. my mom says its because of the steroids.
but now im all in mental limbo.
i accepted his death and slept on it. only to wake up and have him in my arms again 4 hours later. it was like a feeling of not wanting him to be alive, as horrible as it sounds. if anyone can understand this ill give em a lincoln.
im a very emotional person but i dont show it. i hate showing it therefore i think i did my dog grieving last night and just hoped i wouldnt have to do it again basically. which i will. since i grieved his death last night and he didnt die, doesnt mean i wont when he does die, only means itll be worse, because when he does die, he wont come back like he did this time.
anyone catching this?
before you start to hate me the whole "i wish you werent alive" thing only lasted maybe 5 seconds. a second after that i was getting horrible 13yr old dog breath and sloppy kisses. ill post a picture when i get the chance. his legal name is joey. but his unofficial name is joey-boo-boo emperor of the AMinal kingdom aka the hanukkah puppy. yes im jewish. and yes the aka is in the name. but you say AK then make a "cha-chik" gun sound then say the other A. hes a black toy poodle. and no hes not girly looking, hes the fucking man. one time he had nothing but dredlocks. it was sweet.
so my dog almost died. whatta weekend so far.
last night my dog had an "episode". to make a long and horrible story short he spent the night in some animal hospital 45 minutes away in mt. laurel hooked up to IVs and etc, NOT in my bed like the past 13 years.
i cant stand driving on 295, so i flaked out and my older brother did it. besides i didnt want to be there when he died. i wouldnt be able to handle that, or the car, and who needs 3 dead family members?
dont call me weird or anything but my grieving time for anything and anybody is 35 minutes. flat.
when they left the house i knew for sure he would die, either along the way or later in the night. so i did that whole crying thing and being angry at god and stuff for 35 minutes and accepted his untimely but not untimely for his age death.
another long story short. he didnt die.
fuck, the dog is fine now. better then he was 5 years ago. which oddly enough resembled his first week. my mom says its because of the steroids.
but now im all in mental limbo.
i accepted his death and slept on it. only to wake up and have him in my arms again 4 hours later. it was like a feeling of not wanting him to be alive, as horrible as it sounds. if anyone can understand this ill give em a lincoln.
im a very emotional person but i dont show it. i hate showing it therefore i think i did my dog grieving last night and just hoped i wouldnt have to do it again basically. which i will. since i grieved his death last night and he didnt die, doesnt mean i wont when he does die, only means itll be worse, because when he does die, he wont come back like he did this time.
anyone catching this?
before you start to hate me the whole "i wish you werent alive" thing only lasted maybe 5 seconds. a second after that i was getting horrible 13yr old dog breath and sloppy kisses. ill post a picture when i get the chance. his legal name is joey. but his unofficial name is joey-boo-boo emperor of the AMinal kingdom aka the hanukkah puppy. yes im jewish. and yes the aka is in the name. but you say AK then make a "cha-chik" gun sound then say the other A. hes a black toy poodle. and no hes not girly looking, hes the fucking man. one time he had nothing but dredlocks. it was sweet.
so my dog almost died. whatta weekend so far.