Sunday Oct 05, 2003

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don't forget that humble looking dog i've been seeing every night night. the mother dog with dog with the many nipples that follows me every night while you from the station across the parking lot. maybe she was hoping that i would give food or a home. she followed me one night and was hit by a car while i crossed the street. she was lying there yelping but couldn't move any part of her body except for her leg. she yelped and cried, actually, screamed in agony. i sat on the curve while she cried and was shaking her leg. i couldn't stand the sound. i knew what i had to do. there weren't any rocks. no bottles. nothing. i stomped on her head until she didn't make any more noise. i haven't cried for anyone else except for myself but i cried for her that night.
ltrain:
omg!

frown mad frown

puke
ltrain:
MISTER BITCH: M puke TAL8!

dude... your journal really puts in a very emotional state. i don't know whether to have sympathy for you because you cried and had to witness that or fucken kick you in the balls. i assume putting the dog out of its misery was the best choice. just sucks. can't criticize what i'd do cause i wasn't there or had to witness that. but my cat was ran over in my driveway and layed there for 2 hrs cause no one would take it the vet so i had to wait til i got home. so i fucken wrapped in it in a blanket and went to the 24 vet hospital that was about 15mins away. let it be known this was all at 230am. frown anyhow.. the outcome was not on either of our side being as though i had to bury him that night and i held him on his last breath. which i'll never forget. anyhow... have a good night. puke

sincerely,
MISS B love TCH!

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