What Next?
I had to put down my oldest dog, Ina, today. She had stopped eating four days ago and if you knew how much this cow loved to eat! She had advanced kidney failure. Although KiKi was always my favorite, Ina--like all labradors--was very sweet. I can't even find a picture of her at the moment.
And, of course, now my "ex" won't talk to me because I could not leave the the owner/manager meeting and he needed to bring her in mid-afternoon to the vet. Good Lord! (No, there's no good coming from there lately.)
posted by Alexis du Bois @ 7:03 PM
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My condolences, dear Mrs. A. It is very difficult to say goodbye to an old friend. But I believe in the legend of The Rainbow Bridge where our beloved pets go to wait until the day we can be reunited.
This must be the last of the tortures The Furies are hurling at you. If not, I have a connection to an African witch doctor who can conjure up a Mojo to protect you.
Thanks, Countess. Perhaps with your witch doctor, Ms. Bees connection with the Supernatural, and my buddy, Shawn Porier, the Head Witch of Salem, I can rid myself of The Furies.
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So sorry to hear about Ina, alexis. ... did you think to ask the vet if there was a discount if you had the ex put dowm as well?
I'm so sorry about Ina, Mrs. Astor. My heart goes out to you.
Ray, the thought did ross my mind, but in a funny way I still adore the guy: kind and generous, but Latin and crazily jealous. When he though he was teaching me a lesson by moving out in the middle of the night from a gorgeous home he paid no rent for...it was a relief to me. But, of course I have to pay still alimony and child support in order not to worry about him and the dogs. Insane.
You still pay alimony and child support and you think HE is kind and generous. My Dear Mrs. Astor, look in the mirror at YOUR kind and generous soul. *hugs*
The Countess
Uncle Alexis,
I am *SO* sorry about Ina! :( I remember in my junior year of high school when we had to put my 14 year old cat Clover to sleep. It was one of the saddest days of my entire life. He very suddenly developed some rare problem with his nervous system and day by day lost all his motor functions. Towards the end when he couldn't move and wouldn't eat and just started crying continually - it was torturous. Yet, nothing was as sad as seeing my dad bring "That cardboard box" home after he brought him to the vet and having to bury him in our backyard. Pets are truly special - more special than most of the humans you will run into from day to day. I am so sorry for your loss. I hope you can take comfort in the fact knowing that Ina lived a happy life, and was blessed because you were in it! :-)
Love Always,
Jesse
Oh, I know Jesse; pets are so wonderful. They are not capable of malice (unless you try to take their food away, but that applies to me, too), the don't make long distance calls while you are away, and they are always, always happy when you come home, unlike the wife who throws a pan across the room because you are late and smell of fine brandy and cigars.
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