I just took Mugs out for a walk..he was sniffing by this fence, and out of nowhere comes this stupid little yapping dog. The dog scratched Mugs through the fence before I could get him away..and now he is bleeding on his nose from the scratches..what should I do? Anything? It doesn't seem to be that bad of an injury..is there anything I should put ( Read more... )

I had been up for 2 days and hadn't showered or slept, so it's BAD, but here's me and Mugs and Dylan's mom.


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Crazy. I feel like I just talked to him a few days ago. His mom left today, so now it's just me and Mugs in the apartment. I have a doctors appointment tomorrow to discuss my emotional health in hopes of getting a small personal leave from work. I don't see myself as being ready to be on the phones all day yet ( Read more... )

Well, I'm not doing very well at all, actually. I keep having these dreams and it's like they are haunting me. Last night I dreamed that I walked into the apartment and he was sitting on the couch, and I rushed to him and hugged him and said "I had this awful dream! This long, awful dream that you died..I went to your funeral and everything.." and ( Read more... )

And I miss my puppy. Bad.

I'm tired. Just emotionally wasted. My dad is trying to get me to pick out songs, and I just don't even care right now. I told him to do it himself, I trust him. I'm getting really sick of hearing music. I'd tell him to shut it the hell up, but I know that SOMEONE has to choose it, so it might as well be him ( Read more... )

OH, DUSTI, do I need to speak to you. I need to pour out stuff that I can't to anyone else.

People, I hope I 'm not boring you with these continuous updates..it's just that I can't pull myself away from the computer. I don't want to do anything else, I just want time to pass quickly. I am trying to think of "normal" things to say..um, I went to Kohl's in a blur, and they are having a 90% off clearance sale. I don't even remember being ( Read more... )

I went back to my house today. I knew my parents wouldn't let me go, and I knew that I HAD to do it alone, so I waited until my dad went to church and then I told mom I needed to borrow the car to go to Kohl's. I managed to find where my dad put my housekeys, and off I went. It really wasn't that bad. I sat there and talked to him for about half an ( Read more... )

I'm just terrified. Today I go "view" him before the cremation. I don't know why I'm so scared. I guess because it's the last time I'm ever going to see him again in my whole life and I want to make the most of my 5 minutes. Also because I hate cremation. It's always really creeped me out and I know there's no reason for it, but I'm just scared, ( Read more... )