i was petting my dog earlier, and i noticed how sick he was. all the bumps on his back, his sides. he's thin, going blind and can hardly stand
i can't help but cry everytime i see him. such a fragile, gentle animal. slowly dying before my very eyes. i want to spend more time with him.
i guess he reminds me of my dad. dying of physical affliction
i can't stand it. it breaks my heart
does he remember my dad? even though my dad didn't much care for him. what's going to happen when he dies?
i have so few physical things to remind me of my dad.
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