I saw this on an online forum the other day written by a woman whose beloved dog had died and it was so loving and touching and sounded exactly like if it had been Buddy and I.
I cried.
Yesterday I also accidently stepped on Buddy's tail, hidden underneath a blanket and I FELT LIKE THE BIGGEST PIECE OF SHIT IN THE WORLD. My poor Boy's not doing so well today: all day he's just laying around sleeping, listless and floppy and he's not even wagging his tail and normally that thing is going a mile a minute; it's like a propellor or a wind-up toy. It's like he's just "fading" and it's so sad to see and it really worries me...
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