The Diary of an obsessive idiot(diary 4)

i am alone, and i am suffocating

my sophie was put to sleep, its just not fair, i was promised more time, i thought i had months not days. 12 days, that's all i had, i thought there was more time. you'd think with the frequency of seeing deceased animals at work it'd be easier, like you see a dead dog and yeah its sad but there's no real impact, but when its your dog it's like you've never seen it before. fuck i loved that dog, my whole life, or at least the parts i consider being myself she's been there, the one constant, she was my friend and i'm going to miss her more then words could ever decribe. like jesus you see so many different dogs, so many personalities, but i've never met another dog like, she is genuine a 1 in a milliion dog. i don't know what to say, i just want my dog back.