Nov 30, 2008 18:31
I put Dalmi to sleep a few weeks ago. He had bone cancer and he wasn't himself anymore. It happened fast.
Today Andra and I went to the Flying Star in Corrales while the AHNM had a van parked outside like they do on weekends so rich people will adopt the pets that poor people have abandoned. I saw a grey and white pit bull with yellow eyes there and I loved her and I would have taken her home. I've vowed and vowed to never have a pit cross but she licked my face and laid on my lap and her ears were soft like bunny tails and I almost cried I wanted to take her home so bad.
But I didn't.
Every day when I get ready for work, there is no Dalmi to make sure I do it in a timely fashion. I fix little peanut butter treats and then remember there's no one to eat them but my dad's stupid chihuahuas who used to bite his lips VERY ANNOYINGLY but he put up with it anyway because there was no mean piece of him.
I miss my baby and I wish I was holding someone right now.