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This morning we took my dog to the vet. He's 17 yrs old. He wasn't in good shape and there was really nothing we could do, so we made the decision to put him to sleep. I don't want to describe my feelings that I had when that happened. I will maybe write it in a day or so. Let me tell you it was hard. Those of you that have animals die I'm sure you know. I went to school for 10 min and started crying so Ashley said, "Hey let's go right now." So we signed out and sat in her car for a while waiting for lunch to start cuz we were gonna take Ayla to lunch, but she didn't show. So we just left in Ashley's car and I talked to her about my feelings of what happened earlier and she made me feel so much better. I'm fuckin happy to have that girl in my life. She's fuckin awesome. I love you! :) So we went to Taco Bell and got some food and went to the gas station to get a pop cuz it's cheaper there! Then we sat there and ate. It was nice not having to worry about being back at school. Then we left and she took me back to school so I could get my car and I cried on the way to my mom's. I'll explain why I did so later. Well I'm gonna go take a nap now.
RIP my best dog buddy :) Nikki. I love you man!
RIP my best dog buddy :) Nikki. I love you man!