The amount of love that I have for this dog is unreal. She’ll be 10 next month. The thought of not having her around for much longer seriously kills me. One night I was just having a shit day/night and I wrote this:
“The only thing that will love me unconditionally is my dog. And the fact that she won’t be around for my whole life is just really fucking shitty. Whoever created this world and everything in it seriously fucked up on a lot of things. Two people won’t stay together forever and my greatest companion is a dog…”
It’s certainly not the most eloquent thing I’ve ever written and it may be a bit dramatic, but it’s how I feel most days. You know the whole “a dog is a man’s best friend” thing? Well, she’s been my best friend since I was 15. It’s scary because of the health issues that have come along with her aging (i.e. a terrible bloody nose yesterday and her third seizure today.) I guess what I’m saying is I love her. And if you have a dog, you should hug and love them every single day. Their lives are too short to not be loved.
End dramatic post.
Happy Presidents Day from the saddest little Martin Van Buren ever…
Coffee with Maddie. Atlanta, GA