The dog who i belonged to.

[i_throw_cutlery]

i dont have much to say, and none of it will be beautifully written

Comments

[gemini1681]

First of all Mike, I do think this is a very beautiful memoir of Ginger. You loved her with all your might and she loved you just as much

[uspeakcraziness]

i think ginger is really enjoying these memories of her we have been writing about. its important to reflect on the good and bad times. i'm glad that the pictures i put up helped you, i had hoped they would. they really aren't that great but omg they capture us all so well! hhaha i love them. especially the ones that aren't clear because they show the craziness of life and movement and happiness. which, of course, is what her coat was made of. pure complete happiness. i really enjoyed reading your memories, she really was the most amazing dog ever. she really did love you, you were and will always be her boy.

[touch_of_azure]

i agree w/ lisa... once you start to heal... the good memories will come as your sadness starts to leave. It was the same with my 100000x chickens! You know, i raised them when i was 6 from babies, my parents wouldnt help me with them so they were really mine. And you grow with them, and they teach you things, and they become your personal diary. And i dont remeber pinky being liquified on the floor because of the maggots i didnt catch in time.... i remeber her being a shy happy chicken whe had the lightest colored comb of all chickens ever.... I dont dwell anymore on "why wasnt i there when she got ripped apart by that weasle" i think of their stupid faces everymorning when id open the coop and feed them, or id think about lifting them all up onto thier night stand so they could roost... i had to arrange them in a sertain order so they'd all fit... it was a fun puzzle. i remeber going out on winter nights and holding them because the heat stopped working in their coop, i remeber them celebrating my birthdays, i took graduation

[touch_of_azure]

also... its really detramental to your psyche to watch your animal die... i had to watch my rabbit die, it died right in my arm and it still haunts me... i was like 10 and the rabbit was as big as me. I had recently pulled a bug out of its eye, and when it died i had to put it in is coffin, but it was all riggimortisted and when we kinda squeezed him into the box white puss game out of its eyes... it was really bad. And my chicken hurt foot who you didnt meet but was my prized checken (the one who would usually be found eating cereal and watching cartoons w/ me on saterday mornings) got sick one winter, i knew she was going to die because it was freezing but she went to a corer of the coop and just layed there facing the wall... i tried to put her w/ her friends but she knew it was time. I held her and told her i loved her and let her wodle back to the corder. I knew she was dying all night but it was too cold to stay out so i had to respect her wishes. In the morning i went out and she was frozen solid... It was winter so we couldnt

From Ariel

[anonymous]

Ginger was the only dog I wasn't afraid of ever, not even a little bit. I even get scared of yappy dogs two inches off the ground (because if they bite through the Achilles tendon you would never be able to walk again) but I was never afraid of Ginger. I think that means she was pretty special.