I'm sorry, man. You should get a puppy soonish. It seems like a betrayal at first, but dogs are so far above that shit its almost heartbreaking.
I'm sorry, man. You should get a puppy soonish. It seems like a betrayal at first, but dogs are so far above that shit its almost heartbreaking.
Sorry man. Had to put my cat down very suddenly 2 months ago. Use those hours to get some quality time with him.
Sorry to hear it. Still glad our last dog went before we had to make the decision ourselves--because I don't think we could've.
I will second this. It's not really about betraying your previous dog with a new one--it's giving your love to another animal. Edit: It also helps a lot with the healing process. Still, wait till you're ready and don't just jump for a new puppy immediately.
RIP
We brought him home and buried him on our property wrapped in his favorite blanket (one in the pic); will turn the area into a flower garden after laying down some topsoil.
Also bought a keychain that's the same as his collar.
Went out for drinks after it was all said and done. What a horrible day.
Hugs. That's the hardest thing ever. I've got tears in my eyes just remembering the times we had to put our dogs down.
He was a beautiful dog. You gave him a wonderful life, take solace in that.
I'm a retarded cock jockey.
While I generally agree... dick move man, dick move.
Then I guess it's a first world problem for a pet to die, sheesh. As you can tell from my lurking post count, I don't troll. Just posting an opinion.
My first world problem: my pants are too tight.
I think your first world problem is being a stupid fucking cunt.
lol
I have a bug bite or spider bite a few inches below my navel. Every time I walk or move around, the waistline of my pants rubs on it, making it itch.
Today is going to be fun. =[
Could be worse, my co-worker got bit by a poisonous spider working on his property and he's been in and out of the hospital for 6 weeks now as between the venom and the meds his organs have barely been able to deal with it. I didn't think this shit even happened in the first world anymore, but I guess when you live in West Virginia its not really first world anymore....
Ohhhhh so that's what band aid is. I never looked it up, but I always thought it was some amazing/luxury bandage or plaster, but it's just some basic plaster... lol
Was funny because when I was in London last year and needed a band-aid because the shoes I was wearing at the time chaffed my skin up real good, I sat at the pharmacy trying to figure out where the hell they were til an associate told me that they were called plasters there. I think I still have the box somewhere in my room.
Some say.. he has no idea what a band aid is.
Going to have an aneurysm at work because of my boss and peer (who acts like my supervisor to which I'm about one snarky comment away from shouting this at him ) are driving me insane with possibly redundant and annoying tasks.
I tried seeking refuge in the bathroom. 5 empty cubicles. Noiiiice. Just put my ass to the chair when someone else comes in. He passes 3 cubicles to go to the one right beside mine. And subsequently I feel like vomiting.
Fuck today.
Seriously First World Problem: My housecleaner quit because she's terrified of my cat.He's never even scratched her, he just growls and sits in doorways and she can't handle it. So now my house still needs to be cleaned when I'm getting my first cold of the school year and don't have time/energy to deal with it.
Not the end of the world by far, I know, but annoying.