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Ok, so I haven’t posted in quite a bit and I guess it’s time to get caught up.
I’m back in Pullman now and I haven’t posted because the last two weeks have been less than fun. My little dog died unexpectedly a few weeks ago. She was severely injured while we were up in the mountains, she wouldn’t ever be able to walk again, and the vet said she would always be in horrible pain. It was the worst choice I’ve ever had to make, and I hope I never have to do it again.
As much as I teased my dog (for staring at me ALL the time, for throwing up when she got anxious or happy or whatever, for acting inappropriately toward my cat, etc.), she was a great dog. She loved people, and would get so excited when friends or family came over. I have hundreds of pictures of her swimming, since that was her favorite activity. If I went to the river or to the lake, she always got to go. She was the most obedient dog I’ve ever seen, and I rarely used her leash (except in Pullman, since I once got a ticket for having her off of the leash). And she was completely devoted to me (and since I’m one of the most self-centered people I know, you can’t top complete devotion in my book. Take a lesson, everyone.).
I packed up all of her things last week and I really do miss her. I am shocked by how much I miss her. You really don’t realize how much a part of your life a dog is until you lose one. It’s sad, I’m still sad, and that’s all I’m going to say on that.
When I returned home to Pullman after being gone a month, I was also greeted with the news that my cat had taken off. Her cat-sitter hadn’t seen her in over two weeks. The good (?) news is that she returned earlier this week, so the litter box stays, I guess. Apparently she gets all huffy when I take off for the summer. Picky, picky, picky.
She’ll be less than pleased next week when I’m house-sitting and I leave her again. But at least I’ll be going home once a day. My neighbor, whom I share a duplex with, decided that in the 100+ degree weather, watering the lawn was silly, so I also returned to the beautiful amber tones of what used to be my yard. I’m slowing watering it back to life, so I’ll have to go over there every evening to turn on the sprinkler.
Since I’ve been home, I’ve been studying some more and that’s about it. Oh, and cleaning out my house. As much as I love my dad, whenever I return from his extremely cluttered house, it inspires me to get rid of a TON of stuff. Which I have done. So that’s been fun. What a nice “What I Did Over Summer Vacation” essay this is. My life is crazy exciting.
Speaking of exciting, what are the odds that someone from my work would have been in Vegas when I was? And viewed me standing in line for Thunder From Down Under? And reported it to all my co-workers before I returned?
In my life, pretty damn good.
On the bright side, tomorrow I’m going to go see the Smothers Brothers. That’s right; they’re not dead (yet) and they’re performing at the Northern Quest Casino. Front row, baby, and I’m taking my albums for them to sign. My coolness factor is through the roof, yes? Anyone jealous? No?
I’m back in Pullman now and I haven’t posted because the last two weeks have been less than fun. My little dog died unexpectedly a few weeks ago. She was severely injured while we were up in the mountains, she wouldn’t ever be able to walk again, and the vet said she would always be in horrible pain. It was the worst choice I’ve ever had to make, and I hope I never have to do it again.
As much as I teased my dog (for staring at me ALL the time, for throwing up when she got anxious or happy or whatever, for acting inappropriately toward my cat, etc.), she was a great dog. She loved people, and would get so excited when friends or family came over. I have hundreds of pictures of her swimming, since that was her favorite activity. If I went to the river or to the lake, she always got to go. She was the most obedient dog I’ve ever seen, and I rarely used her leash (except in Pullman, since I once got a ticket for having her off of the leash). And she was completely devoted to me (and since I’m one of the most self-centered people I know, you can’t top complete devotion in my book. Take a lesson, everyone.).
I packed up all of her things last week and I really do miss her. I am shocked by how much I miss her. You really don’t realize how much a part of your life a dog is until you lose one. It’s sad, I’m still sad, and that’s all I’m going to say on that.
When I returned home to Pullman after being gone a month, I was also greeted with the news that my cat had taken off. Her cat-sitter hadn’t seen her in over two weeks. The good (?) news is that she returned earlier this week, so the litter box stays, I guess. Apparently she gets all huffy when I take off for the summer. Picky, picky, picky.
She’ll be less than pleased next week when I’m house-sitting and I leave her again. But at least I’ll be going home once a day. My neighbor, whom I share a duplex with, decided that in the 100+ degree weather, watering the lawn was silly, so I also returned to the beautiful amber tones of what used to be my yard. I’m slowing watering it back to life, so I’ll have to go over there every evening to turn on the sprinkler.
Since I’ve been home, I’ve been studying some more and that’s about it. Oh, and cleaning out my house. As much as I love my dad, whenever I return from his extremely cluttered house, it inspires me to get rid of a TON of stuff. Which I have done. So that’s been fun. What a nice “What I Did Over Summer Vacation” essay this is. My life is crazy exciting.
Speaking of exciting, what are the odds that someone from my work would have been in Vegas when I was? And viewed me standing in line for Thunder From Down Under? And reported it to all my co-workers before I returned?
In my life, pretty damn good.
On the bright side, tomorrow I’m going to go see the Smothers Brothers. That’s right; they’re not dead (yet) and they’re performing at the Northern Quest Casino. Front row, baby, and I’m taking my albums for them to sign. My coolness factor is through the roof, yes? Anyone jealous? No?
posted by Ace | 10:36 AM
11 Comments:
Sorry to hear the news.
Have fun!
I am so sorry about your dog.
Feel better.
Oh my God! I am so sorry!
I'm glad your cat came back.
Losing a dog is tough. My wife and I lost ours last year, and I still miss him.
I lost my dog 3 years ago and sometimes I think I see him at the door. I hope you feel better, she was the cutest, fattest dog I've seen in a long time.
You made the right choice, it sounds like. Hope you start feeling better soon.
Sorry for your loss.
I cried for two weeks when my dog died. I had her for over ten years, and I still miss her.
There is something so sad about losing a dog. It is completely different from losing a human, but it still sucks. My sympathies.
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