And I held my Shih-Tzu in my arms, his puppy dog eyes losing their sparkle, and in its place a dull kind of unfocused glaze.
He had eaten something that quite obviously did not agree with him.
I held him all the way to the vet.
And he didn’t make it.
[A product of boredom, nostalgia and OneWord.com]
I miss my bitches (and sons of bitches) — all the dogs we’ve had before, over the span of my lifetime.
There were times when they made more sense to me than any person I knew. Maybe someday I’ll find another fat, lovable (and weird), 4-legged friend to love.
Rest in peace, bitches. Know that you were loved, and you are missed. ♥
VJ Greg, isatchoo?
Comment by Ade — Tuesday, November 25, 2008 @ 1:02 pm
Oh no.:( I think I’ll cry loads of buckets if one of the babies died, like Jack and Ito’s dog.. :(
I love the doggies they’re the sweetest ever.
Comment by The Lioness — Tuesday, November 25, 2008 @ 5:43 pm
@Ade: Who is VJ Greg and why does he sound familiar AND why are you referring to him? (I don’t get the pop-culture reference. :( )
@Margaux: I did! I cried anytime a dog died. Especially the ones I were especially close to. They were family AND friends. :)
Comment by jungzx — Wednesday, November 26, 2008 @ 2:52 pm
Doggie pies <333
Comment by Helga — Wednesday, November 26, 2008 @ 3:31 pm