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Poor puppy :(

Spoke to mom today, and she told me that I should come and say respects to my/my sister's dog, Bella. She's a dumb-as-dishwater chocolate lab we've had since I was in high school, and she's not doing too well. Anyway, it's been a good five years since I moved out of mom's house, so I really haven't been seeing her more than once a month or so, but still, I'll miss her. I remember getting her when she was about the size of a tennis ball and wouldn't shut the heck up, so I spent the night on the kitchen floor to keep her company. Lots of memories.

*sigh* Not a big thing, she's not really my dog, but it's a sad little paragraph end.

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poppinjaye
Jul. 9th, 2007 04:33 am (UTC)
I saw a movie last night that struck me as exactly the type of movie you would enjoy. It's called "Never Been Thawed." Rent it if you can!
spottylogic
Jul. 9th, 2007 11:57 am (UTC)
That sounds quite peculiar--I'll see if our local weird video store has a copy..,.
kt_kat
Jul. 9th, 2007 02:22 pm (UTC)
Sorry to hear that. :(
spottylogic
Jul. 9th, 2007 03:02 pm (UTC)
Blarf. I was doing okay until about five minutes ago :(
prophetsurfer
Jul. 9th, 2007 04:13 pm (UTC)
:( :(

I remember when my dad called and told me that our dog died... she was 16 so she had a great run. I keep her pic on my desk at work. Thoughts are with you!
spottylogic
Jul. 9th, 2007 04:14 pm (UTC)
I'm going to try to smuggle her out of the house tomorrow morning and take a half-day at work. After my parent's divorce Mom and Dad aren't speaking to each other, but he'd really like to say goodbye, too :( Bleah, I'm getting all maudlin.
prophetsurfer
Jul. 9th, 2007 04:30 pm (UTC)
I know exactly what you mean. My dad was a crying wreck when our puppy dogz passed. There's nothing anyone can do to make it better .. just takes time. Well, that and I remember talking to my dad about some of the hilarious-ness and good times with the doggy.. for example, she used to go out the front door and run around the house in a big circle and we would count how many times she would fly by.. it was priceless. Or the one time she came back in the house smelling like trash and walked ever so slowly right into the corner with her ears down. HAHAHAHA Just spend time with her and have no regrets :) Always remember the good times :)
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