Pointless

May 06, 2008 23:47

Cheyenne, My dad's first dog. German Shepherd. Went when I was about three, though I do have some vague memories of him.

Cody, My grandmom's dog. Part wolf, bad temper. But I'd known her for the first twelve years of my life.

Jake, Uncle's dog. German Shepherd. Smartests and strongest dog I'd ever known. Went too soon at 11 years.

Tanka. The best Dog ever. Our dog. My dog. German Shepherd. Chronic stomach problems, barked too much, shed too much, lived too long after his prime. However, he was the oldest friend I've had. And one of the best.

I have seen four family dogs go in my life. Each more upsetting than the last. But certainly none meant more to me than Tanka. So many good memories. And everytime I go to pour my extra water in the dish that is no longer in the laundry room, but in the ground as a headstone, I become saddened.

15 years of my life is pretty considerable.

I miss that stupid, fucking dog.

I'm sorry for this.

Goodnight.
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