Late last night when I got home from a long, hard day at work (12:30 pm-9:30 pm) I look outside in my backyard and I see my mom rubbing my dog and pouring stuff on him. I'm thinking "What the hell is she doing bathing him at this time?!" but to my surprise when I get a closer look, he's stiff and barely taking shallow breaths. I of course freak
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That's why I don't want pets, because I don't want to lose them. I've lost a cat to a frog down here already, and seen other animals lost for other reasons. Me being a big mushy animal lover, and a mushy kind of guy all together, I really hate thethought of that.
*more hugs*
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Or you can ignore what I've said because that all might have sounded a bit nuts from someone you don't know.
Or not?
Shit, I think I confused myself again. Damn it!!
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And of course thanx to my mashki for always making me feel so special and loved. You truly are the definition of a great bestfriend. i <3 u christy!
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