Hi to all, ive been around watching and reading most of the post, some leave me scratching my head in bewilderment. Its a wonder that some of us can make it past tea time to get ready for the next day, the past few weeks have been a bit shit for me, being that i had to put my best mate down. He was the one that listened to all of my problems, licked my face when only he knew when the time was right.
I loved Max, he was given to me after my accident to help me take my mind off of all the shit i was dealing with, i feel as if he is still out in the backyard, that funny feeling, that cold chill, its there when i go out there.
In my weired mind i think Max will be there for a long time to come, unleast until i can cry for him. To take my mate to the vets and get him put down and not be able to shead a tear rips my heart apart, since my accident i have lost the ability to cry.
Thats where i am at the moment, still waiting to cry.
NUGGET
I loved Max, he was given to me after my accident to help me take my mind off of all the shit i was dealing with, i feel as if he is still out in the backyard, that funny feeling, that cold chill, its there when i go out there.
In my weired mind i think Max will be there for a long time to come, unleast until i can cry for him. To take my mate to the vets and get him put down and not be able to shead a tear rips my heart apart, since my accident i have lost the ability to cry.
Thats where i am at the moment, still waiting to cry.
NUGGET