Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Like a bad country song

Remember those sad old country songs? Where their wife leaves them and their dog dies?

My dog’s sick. She has friggin’ dog cancer. I know everyone dies, shit I’m older than 5, I understand the realities of life. Everyone’s going to go at some point in time.  But, my DOG? My friggin’ DOG? She can’t just get hit by a car? She has to have some slow painful sort of dog cancer. What the hell, people!

Needless to say, the dog has been getting all the leftovers and dog jerky she can eat (which is a lot) and gets all the pets can sit still for.  

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