I did a bunch of work sorting boxes in the basement today and found a blanket that smelled like my now-deceased dog & had his hair all over it & yeaahhhhh THANKS A LOT, PEANUT.
If I could find enough bits of his fur, maybe I can put the dog back together again & he'll be here once more.
It's a hopeless hope.
Also, I am binge drinking for the first time in months. I fell off the wagon, you guys.
I guess my copes couldn't... cope, today. I'm so sorry.
There's an ocean running down my face today.
I miss my boi so. Fucking. Much.
Why is it that pets hook into us so?
Dogs especially. I never had cats - nothing against them, our dad was allergic so we just never had any. We had dogs.
One of the best & most amazing things human beings ever did was domestication of the dog. That was such a gift.
We domesticated dogs thousands of years before we even figured out farming n'shit. There's something so incredibly primal about that.
My dogs were bone-deep companions. I miss my boi so much. & sometimes my little girl dog too - she passed years ago & her loss is softer.
I actually believe that dogs are one of the things that made (and make) us fully human.
Yeah. It's a damn ruff day today. FML.
I haven't been on here in a while. Life, y'know?