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It's heartbreaking when they pass.
17 years ago
The Rantings of an Art Crazed Chow, Second verse, same as the first.
I was not going to make a journal about this, but at the moment, something told me to vent somewhere, if nobody reads this, no problem.
My GF has a dog, a mix named Jeter after the baseball player. The poor dog was getting there in age, 15 years is a long time for a dog but the pooch managed, through partial blindness, an abscess growing from his backside, and quite a few things. Being a boyfriend, one would not expect to grow attachments to your other's pets but in the case of Jeter, he grew on me. Last night he passed away and of course this devastated my GF. I found myself equally devastated even though I thought I could handle this. Over my years of life I had many pets, and many dogs, some lived to a ripe old age while others were gone in a wink of an eye due to accidents, a fact of life, but I treated each passing with tears for they were a part of me.
The same can be said for Jeter. At the moment I'm trying hard to type because I'm getting quite emotional. My hope is that my GF will cry it out of her system and move on, cherishing Jeter's memory. Despite what she does to me sometimes, something like this has brought us a bit more closer and in a sad way I feel more compelled to be with her. Her mom said that there will not be another dog until we get married and is given the house, or I buy my own house. This leaves me with the thoughts that in order to allow her to move on, sooner or later I will have to pop the question, only time will tell.
So there you have it. Jeter is gone, to look over my GF and me and get away with all the things he could not do while on earth. I only hope that Heaven has a comfy couch cause that was one of Jeter's vices, laying on the couch. I will be ok, it is my GF I'm more worried about now. Cheers.
My GF has a dog, a mix named Jeter after the baseball player. The poor dog was getting there in age, 15 years is a long time for a dog but the pooch managed, through partial blindness, an abscess growing from his backside, and quite a few things. Being a boyfriend, one would not expect to grow attachments to your other's pets but in the case of Jeter, he grew on me. Last night he passed away and of course this devastated my GF. I found myself equally devastated even though I thought I could handle this. Over my years of life I had many pets, and many dogs, some lived to a ripe old age while others were gone in a wink of an eye due to accidents, a fact of life, but I treated each passing with tears for they were a part of me.
The same can be said for Jeter. At the moment I'm trying hard to type because I'm getting quite emotional. My hope is that my GF will cry it out of her system and move on, cherishing Jeter's memory. Despite what she does to me sometimes, something like this has brought us a bit more closer and in a sad way I feel more compelled to be with her. Her mom said that there will not be another dog until we get married and is given the house, or I buy my own house. This leaves me with the thoughts that in order to allow her to move on, sooner or later I will have to pop the question, only time will tell.
So there you have it. Jeter is gone, to look over my GF and me and get away with all the things he could not do while on earth. I only hope that Heaven has a comfy couch cause that was one of Jeter's vices, laying on the couch. I will be ok, it is my GF I'm more worried about now. Cheers.
Anyhoo, hope my uploading has provided a bit of a cheer-up... :)
d.m.f.