TheN3rdyOutcast
July 5th, 2014, 01:15 PM
Today, mt dad took our Labrador retriever to the vet for a bad ear infection, and somewhere around noon, I learned that our furry friend wasn't coming back. The cost for surgery was too high for us to pay, and so my dad decided to put him in a shelter in the rich part of town, so he can have the care and treatment that he deserves, but we can't provide for him.
Even though I've barely known that dog a month, I'm a wreck knowing that I'll never see him again. And though I know he will live with some affluent family in a wealthy neighborhood, I feel like I've swallowed shards of glass. :blue: The worst part is, I never got to say goodbye.
So far, I've lay on the stairwell moping for half an hour, tried to drown my sorrows in 4th of July cake and vanilla ice cream, Taken a nap with my puppy clutched in my arms, mowed the front lawn and tried my best not to start bawling while listening to sad songs. Now, I just feel raw. Raw, like when you scrape your knee on the pavement, it still hurts but I can't find the tears to cry.
Why?
Even though I've barely known that dog a month, I'm a wreck knowing that I'll never see him again. And though I know he will live with some affluent family in a wealthy neighborhood, I feel like I've swallowed shards of glass. :blue: The worst part is, I never got to say goodbye.
So far, I've lay on the stairwell moping for half an hour, tried to drown my sorrows in 4th of July cake and vanilla ice cream, Taken a nap with my puppy clutched in my arms, mowed the front lawn and tried my best not to start bawling while listening to sad songs. Now, I just feel raw. Raw, like when you scrape your knee on the pavement, it still hurts but I can't find the tears to cry.
Why?