my body is worn like the treads on my shoes
i called home this morning to tell my mom about my puppy. i found out that tomorrow they are going to put my dog from home to sleep. i'm going to miss the old gal, but she's been around for 13 years, so, i think it's time for her to go.
i started thinking how crazy it was that i could go so emotionally attached to a pet. something that can't speak, but only bark and bite. has to walk on four legs instead of two. needs to be let out in order for it to not pee or poop in the house. but something about them. maybe it's because they're so damn cute and can't help but feel bad for them when something happens that they can't control.
all i know is that it's going to weird going home and not having my dog there. it's weird coming home now to no puppy coming to the door. ahh, sometimes i think i'm stupid for feeling the way i do. but i guess i can't help it. you tend to get attached to something that is always two steps ahead of you.
i started thinking how crazy it was that i could go so emotionally attached to a pet. something that can't speak, but only bark and bite. has to walk on four legs instead of two. needs to be let out in order for it to not pee or poop in the house. but something about them. maybe it's because they're so damn cute and can't help but feel bad for them when something happens that they can't control.
all i know is that it's going to weird going home and not having my dog there. it's weird coming home now to no puppy coming to the door. ahh, sometimes i think i'm stupid for feeling the way i do. but i guess i can't help it. you tend to get attached to something that is always two steps ahead of you.