It's official: life hates me.
My dog just died.
Argo was a five and a half year old Great Dane; I got her very shortly after we moved into the house. I went out to feed her, and found her lying stiff and very, very dead in the backyard. It looks like heart failure.
Yes, people are coming to help me deal with the body. Yes, I have called my vet.
Yes, I hurt like hell.
This is the last straw. I don't know how much more of being reality's bitch I can take before I snap and go hide in my little hole for a year or more.
Argo was a good dog. She deserved better than me. She did her best to be a very good dog, and she always did what she could to be the best dog that she could for me. She was a good dog, and if there's a heaven for good dogs, she's going with the highest recommendations. Be nice to my good dog, heaven. Be good to her.
I just...dammit. Another year, off to a banner start.
Argo was a five and a half year old Great Dane; I got her very shortly after we moved into the house. I went out to feed her, and found her lying stiff and very, very dead in the backyard. It looks like heart failure.
Yes, people are coming to help me deal with the body. Yes, I have called my vet.
Yes, I hurt like hell.
This is the last straw. I don't know how much more of being reality's bitch I can take before I snap and go hide in my little hole for a year or more.
Argo was a good dog. She deserved better than me. She did her best to be a very good dog, and she always did what she could to be the best dog that she could for me. She was a good dog, and if there's a heaven for good dogs, she's going with the highest recommendations. Be nice to my good dog, heaven. Be good to her.
I just...dammit. Another year, off to a banner start.