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it's getting repetitive. but i can't stop blogging about how hard it is without my dog :C. sorry guys, but its my only outlet. i don't know how to deal, i don't know how to cope, all i can do is hope that typing it out will somehow make me better.
i still cant fathom how quickly it all happened. it was obvious she was sick, but she still managed to follow me to the bathroom like she always does, and chase after the vacuum. so i knew she was sick, but i thought it was a curable sick. what happened, why were you taken away from us so suddenly? what was it that it couldn't be fixed? that you couldn't breathe so badly that we couldn't bear to keep you there until monday?
i come home, and youre not there. i leave the room, and you're not behind me. i wake up, and you're not beside me. there's no one staying up with me until i fall asleep. at home, everywhere i look, it reminds me of you, as if our home was lacking something, someone.
i keep wondering, was I good to you? did i take care of you well, and if you knew how much i loved you and missed you while i was gone?
its impossible to not wake up with swollen eyes in the morning.
i was watching Bolt (the movie) today, and the dog keeps saying that he has to get back to "his person". maybe its just so hard, cos I think I was her person.
viv keeps insisting that we (mostly me) put up the tree this year, but i told her if she wanted to, she could do it, but no christmas tree-ing for me this year.
its just not the same without her.
i still cant fathom how quickly it all happened. it was obvious she was sick, but she still managed to follow me to the bathroom like she always does, and chase after the vacuum. so i knew she was sick, but i thought it was a curable sick. what happened, why were you taken away from us so suddenly? what was it that it couldn't be fixed? that you couldn't breathe so badly that we couldn't bear to keep you there until monday?
i come home, and youre not there. i leave the room, and you're not behind me. i wake up, and you're not beside me. there's no one staying up with me until i fall asleep. at home, everywhere i look, it reminds me of you, as if our home was lacking something, someone.
i keep wondering, was I good to you? did i take care of you well, and if you knew how much i loved you and missed you while i was gone?
its impossible to not wake up with swollen eyes in the morning.
i was watching Bolt (the movie) today, and the dog keeps saying that he has to get back to "his person". maybe its just so hard, cos I think I was her person.
viv keeps insisting that we (mostly me) put up the tree this year, but i told her if she wanted to, she could do it, but no christmas tree-ing for me this year.
its just not the same without her.