Sad day.
Ever have one of those days where everything, including your emotions go up and down? Guess what happened to day.
Today started off with one of the saddest things that could happen: We had to have our dog put to sleep. She was old and dieing of heart congestion anyway, the vet even said she was in the terminal stages already but still...she had stopped eating and could barely move. I went in with my Dad while she went to sleep that last time. It was one of the saddest things I had ever did and I was crying. I didn't have to be there, but I felt like I had to. At least be there in her final moments. I've been sniffling all day because of things that remind me of her. When we came back from the vet, the church down the hill started to ring it's bells...that was a little hard on me.
Here's to the memory of Beauty, one of the best dogs that ever existed.
Then later, around 7 or so, I finalized things with my big sister. We are going to a writers conference in Seattle in June. I was happy about that and it helped me alot. Well, that and the fact that I had cried alot earlier.
Then when I was helping my Mom find her slippers that had 'disappeared'(she'd left them in the bathroom and forgot about it) I found out that our puppy we got a few months ago is the kind that chases flashlight beams around the room.
Tried writing but I'm working on some humor things which did not fit with my mood, and when I tried to write serious stuff what came out was a sad Saint Seiya blurb about a woman that realizes her lover, a Gold Saint, has died. I can't finish it right now, but I might when I feel better.
Today started off with one of the saddest things that could happen: We had to have our dog put to sleep. She was old and dieing of heart congestion anyway, the vet even said she was in the terminal stages already but still...she had stopped eating and could barely move. I went in with my Dad while she went to sleep that last time. It was one of the saddest things I had ever did and I was crying. I didn't have to be there, but I felt like I had to. At least be there in her final moments. I've been sniffling all day because of things that remind me of her. When we came back from the vet, the church down the hill started to ring it's bells...that was a little hard on me.
Here's to the memory of Beauty, one of the best dogs that ever existed.
Then later, around 7 or so, I finalized things with my big sister. We are going to a writers conference in Seattle in June. I was happy about that and it helped me alot. Well, that and the fact that I had cried alot earlier.
Then when I was helping my Mom find her slippers that had 'disappeared'(she'd left them in the bathroom and forgot about it) I found out that our puppy we got a few months ago is the kind that chases flashlight beams around the room.
Tried writing but I'm working on some humor things which did not fit with my mood, and when I tried to write serious stuff what came out was a sad Saint Seiya blurb about a woman that realizes her lover, a Gold Saint, has died. I can't finish it right now, but I might when I feel better.