One Week Later
It has been one week since I had to put my dog to sleep, and it is getting better. I still miss the shit out of her, and think of things that I could be doing with her or thinking she should be there, but that to shall pass. I have thirteen years of memories, memories of one of the best dogs ever, one of the best friends a boy could have.
I know that I will always be a dog owner, no questions asked, and I know after last weekend that I will be strong enough to deal with the losses as they come, I will be hurt by them, but they too will bring great memories with them, and companionship that I will always cherish, so yes as long as I am on this planet I will own dogs, there might be time periods here and there that I go through a transition phase in between dogs, but I will have one hell of a pack of dogs greeting me when I move on from this mortal coil.
I also found out that the high esteem I held the vet and her staff in was something well deserved. On Wednesday we received a sympathy card from the vet clinic, and that is something that shows the specialness of the vet and what they do. We could tell that even the vet was sad that we had to put Shady down, and that compassion was wonderful to have. In the sympathy card was The Rainbow Bridge, a poem that brought tears to my eyes and really coincided with my view of how it all will go down when I pass away and go meet my dogs again.
So yeah that was the good that happened in my week of getting over my dog, still miss her tons, but dad's dog Ben has really been helping me through it as there is still a dog to pet and play with. I took Ben out to the fairgrounds yesterday and played with him for a while, until he tuckered himself out. That dog can flat out run, he just straight books, and that's fun to watch.
Been reading True Compass by Edward M. Kennedy, and I just got to him working for Jack's Presidential campaign, and it is a good book. I can see why he was popular on both sides of the Senate aisle. In the last year of my life I have realized how important politics actually are in this world, and I am increasingly fascinated by them, and infuriated as well. I have come to find out that I am a Democrat, which is interesting because I live in a predominantely republican state, so I don't really talk politics except with those that I know for sure won't get me heated. I have only had one blowup argument at work so far, so I think I am doing pretty good right now on that front.
I have a lon of creativity bubbling around inside me that I keep finding excuses for me not utilyzing and that is something that I know I need to work on and feel I am making starts and stops on that, I just need to make sure that it is more starts.
I am feeling better and I am going to run with that.
It has been one week since I had to put my dog to sleep, and it is getting better. I still miss the shit out of her, and think of things that I could be doing with her or thinking she should be there, but that to shall pass. I have thirteen years of memories, memories of one of the best dogs ever, one of the best friends a boy could have.
I know that I will always be a dog owner, no questions asked, and I know after last weekend that I will be strong enough to deal with the losses as they come, I will be hurt by them, but they too will bring great memories with them, and companionship that I will always cherish, so yes as long as I am on this planet I will own dogs, there might be time periods here and there that I go through a transition phase in between dogs, but I will have one hell of a pack of dogs greeting me when I move on from this mortal coil.
I also found out that the high esteem I held the vet and her staff in was something well deserved. On Wednesday we received a sympathy card from the vet clinic, and that is something that shows the specialness of the vet and what they do. We could tell that even the vet was sad that we had to put Shady down, and that compassion was wonderful to have. In the sympathy card was The Rainbow Bridge, a poem that brought tears to my eyes and really coincided with my view of how it all will go down when I pass away and go meet my dogs again.
So yeah that was the good that happened in my week of getting over my dog, still miss her tons, but dad's dog Ben has really been helping me through it as there is still a dog to pet and play with. I took Ben out to the fairgrounds yesterday and played with him for a while, until he tuckered himself out. That dog can flat out run, he just straight books, and that's fun to watch.
Been reading True Compass by Edward M. Kennedy, and I just got to him working for Jack's Presidential campaign, and it is a good book. I can see why he was popular on both sides of the Senate aisle. In the last year of my life I have realized how important politics actually are in this world, and I am increasingly fascinated by them, and infuriated as well. I have come to find out that I am a Democrat, which is interesting because I live in a predominantely republican state, so I don't really talk politics except with those that I know for sure won't get me heated. I have only had one blowup argument at work so far, so I think I am doing pretty good right now on that front.
I have a lon of creativity bubbling around inside me that I keep finding excuses for me not utilyzing and that is something that I know I need to work on and feel I am making starts and stops on that, I just need to make sure that it is more starts.
I am feeling better and I am going to run with that.
the_matt79:
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