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Nala died. Yeah my dog. 9 years old. Lately she was having seizures, and she has had them before and the vet said it had to do with her joints or whatever so we didn't bring her to the vet again. We thought she would recover in a week like last time. We went to my grandma's house, and my dad just kept saying "yeah she's old. she's going to die soon" great like i wanted to hear all that. Then when we came home, she was.
I totally broke down of course but in 1/2 i was doing better probably because i felt pain like this before when Amy died. My sister had it hard. Then my dad was lecturing us saying this was life and telling us to be strong. I got pissed. I didn't need to hear the whole life and death cycle, this is a time to just grieve and let it all out not be taught a life lesson.
What also bothered me was that she died alone. No one was with her and i didn't even say goodbye. When i left i couldn't bear to look at her because she was so sick but now i wished i had. I wish i hadn't ignored her as much, or yelled at her when all she wanted was just a pet on the head.
I feel bad for my brother because he's still at school and doesn't know it yet.
I'm going to help my dad bury her tomorrow morning.
I feel like she's still around. With Amy, sometimes you feel that you can just call her up and she'd be home, but then your realize she's not there. It's the same with my dog. I feel like she's still alive just in another room but I know she's not.
I totally broke down of course but in 1/2 i was doing better probably because i felt pain like this before when Amy died. My sister had it hard. Then my dad was lecturing us saying this was life and telling us to be strong. I got pissed. I didn't need to hear the whole life and death cycle, this is a time to just grieve and let it all out not be taught a life lesson.
What also bothered me was that she died alone. No one was with her and i didn't even say goodbye. When i left i couldn't bear to look at her because she was so sick but now i wished i had. I wish i hadn't ignored her as much, or yelled at her when all she wanted was just a pet on the head.
I feel bad for my brother because he's still at school and doesn't know it yet.
I'm going to help my dad bury her tomorrow morning.
I feel like she's still around. With Amy, sometimes you feel that you can just call her up and she'd be home, but then your realize she's not there. It's the same with my dog. I feel like she's still alive just in another room but I know she's not.