I got a dog! I got Max back. Its only been about 8 months since I had him last.
He's so skinny and has a shiny black coat. I hope I can keep him that way.
Well, he can die plump I suppose. I just need to bath him more this time around.
He's got a white beard/mussel and eyebrows and on his belly. They used to be gray, but its white now.
You can tell his back legs and/or spine are making things awkward and maybe painful for him when he gets up and down from the floor and goes up and down the stairs.
But he's mine. I did miss him.
I have these random moments during the day when I remember I left a dog at my house when I left this morning. Random spurts of "Hey I have a dog!" Its not as cool or exciting as saying I have a cat, but still, it works for now.
And he's gonna like my place better. No screaming children or cats to run from. He gets to lay down and sleep all day, which is what his body is telling him to do lately. He gets his water and food whenever he wants, not just when the door is open or a baby is eating it. He doesn't get to go outside as much as he used to, but when winter comes I think he'll be okay with that. Outside was his only escape from kids and cats, but he won't need an escape anymore. He'll have regulated heat in the winter and cool in the summer. He'll have a regulated eating, sleeping and potty schedule and maybe regular walks. Just a regular calm schedule for the end of his days will really help him out I think.
Mother said Min couldn't take him to MD anyway, even if she wanted to. But no one really thinks he'll make it anyway. He was stressing out on the way down here to me. Dogs can have heart attacks right? She verbalized missing him. *shrug* She only had him for like 8 months and complained about him being under her feet the whole time.
But it'll be easier for Min to get an apartment and less responsibility with her already three kids and overall just easier without the dog. It'll be a challenge for me but I have less on plate at the moment, it won't kill me. I'll take something off her plate to help my sis.
I just hope he doesn't bark while in the house with him not being able to see whats going on outside so he might just resort to barking. I'll be a good owner. I won't stick him outside in 100 degree weather or in the rain or almost below freezing weather like my roommate does to her tiny dog. He'll be inside with regulated temps, always with food and water. We'll just have to work on the potty part. He's not used to so much restriction and I don't think his body is cooperating with the potty situation from the get go. My poor carpet. The sacrifices I make.
I just realized that me and my sister can never be described as those that "did what they needed to do and didn't complain" We are kinda too negative for that. So none of that crap in our eulogies or obits when we pass alright? That kinda of mushy stuff irritates me sometimes. You cannot label everyone as "kind, caring and loving individual". You just can't. Reality says there are some ppl that aren't that way. The only conflict I have is with Gma S. She actually can be described in those words and maybe Jannis too. But like Neal and Dustin, if I get a say in their obits, is "pain in the butt, never grew up, loved his kids, didn't have much of a career, worked hard tho, didn't take care of himself, his health, and so now he's dead." Hey, that really does work for both of those boys to the T.
I got a dog! Now what do I do with him?
Doc or licensing first?
But Min did leave me for MD and taking my baby girl with her! *tear*
Min made Mom AND Dad cry. Rare occurance.