I haven't got any snippets, honestly it's taken every bit of my lifeforce just to get through this week. I'm behind on blogs, chores and mending fences with spouse. He has been irritating the hell out of me all week, and I know it's because we haven't really resolved our conflict from last weekend. I've been sick and cranky and not nice at all towards him either. But you know, the last thing I want to hear when I'm down and out is, "You stress too much about things, that's why you got sick." Nice, blame me for my malady even while I'm suffering in it. Charming even. I ripped him a new hole after that comment and then he said something like, "I have feelings too, you know." Oh yes, now I'm supposed to rise above and be diplomatic even as I feel like I'm dying. It seems we've got a few things to hash out. Don't worry peeps, we always work things out, I just need to vent a little. (Actually, we mended fences last night. I wrote this yesterday afternoon. We're good again.)
My dad sent sad news yesterday, he had to put the love of his life down, the little chihuahua, Tina. This dog brought so much joy to their house but after a year or so began having seizures and strokes and the vets could never figure out what was wrong. They charged thousands of dollars to basically shrug. Finally, the only sane decision was to put her down. Rest in peace, Tina, we'll always remember you.
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The best news of the day: you and Spouse are good again. Life and love are too precious to waste on anger.
Worst news of the day: Tina.
I wanted to kill my bf while I was sick. It magnifies everything. I do hope you feel better soon, but it's great that at least you and Spouse made up in the interim.
It's sad about Tina but I think it's great that your dad took that step rather then seeing her suffer.
I'm very sorry to hear about Tina. I hope this weekend is a good, healthy, happy one for you and Spouse.
Sending peace to your dad. It's so painful to have to let go of such a good friend.
Have a restful weekend.
I am sorry to hear about Tina. She looks like a sweet dog.
Mend fences with Spouse.
I am so so sorry about Tina. What a sweet girl!
Glad you and Serge got things straightened! Feel better soon!
I always hate to hear of a death. I think the death of a close pet sometimes strikes harder than that of a person, but then again most guys have a pet rather than kids in my world.
Oh, I was sitting here, looking at that dog's cute face when I felt the cold nose of Lucy against my leg. I feel for your father and his loss.
You are going to get a butt-load of coupons. I made a complaint to a tortilla chip company after a bad batch a eventually received like half a dozen coupons. Enjoy.
Sorry about Tina.
We've gone through that final decision of having to end the life of a beloved critter. ( Too many times, in my opinion.) A bit of my heart is torn away doing the right and humane thing with each and every one. Here's hoping your father gets through this time a wee bit easier.
Sorry, this bug is keeping you down, hope you're feeling better, soon.
Also, glad the conflict has been resolved. It drags one down further when there are two negative forces interacting day in and day out. When you're feeling a little better, find something you both can do together and enjoy the moment.
Tina looks just like my little Popo. He was a miracle dog. I bought him at the petshop in the mall. He was 6 weeks old. The guy said he is dying so come back within 30 days and we'll replace him. Everybody told me I was crazy for bothering to take him home. I still lived with my parents at that time. My mother spooned broth down the little guy but he couldn't keep it down and he had the squirts. I wrapped him in a towel and laid him next to me in the bed at night to keep him warm. I woke up in morning and he was stiff and cold and wimpering. I had to go to school but hated my mom for making me go. My mom took him to an old country vet. My mom came to pick me up at school and lo and behold their was Popo jumping around in the car like he was never sick. Mom said the vet gave him a shot and said this will cure him or kill him. I went back to the petshop and told the guy that Popo was just fine, he couldn't believe it, he said they all had bet he wouldn't even make it home. He was a fiesty little feller and lived for over 14 years. Being the sissy I am I cried like a baby when he died. I'll never forget him. I know your dad will never forget Tina.
The above story is by Ed who was tearing up and forgot to add his name. Wuss!.
The loss of a beloved pet is a particular kind of heart-break. The bond is very real, but often we feel a little bit embarrassed to be so moved. Other pet owners understand though. My condolences to you and your Dad.
I was just commenting on Dantallion's blog about how often we end up having to deal with emotional struggles right when we're physically compromised. Glad to know you and spouse got to a better place, I'm with you; I am never going to hear 'it's your fault you're sick' with good grace, but my response is going to be particularly unpleasant if I'm actually sick at the time too.
There are a handful of situations where I've learned not to make any decisions of any real significance. When I'm sick is one. When I'm about to take a long trip is another. This all gets magnified when I'm in a relationship. Once I realized how often fights sprung up at those times (oh, tech week for a play is a BIGGIE), I got better at keeping my perspective. It's tricky though.
Feel better, Dear Torn.
oh no...
I'm so sorry about Tina. Please let your dad and his wife know I'm thinking of them.
Laverne
Poor Tina. At least she's not seizing any more.
Glad to hear you guys have worked things out, now you just need to get over your ickiness...concentrate on that!
HUGS...
Sorry to hear about Tina...she looks like a sweetie. (I guess its probably a chewie...but it looks like she's got a ginger root there)
A sigh of relief to hear that you and Serge have reconciled. Nothing worse than having to deal with all that and be sick, too. Of course it happens from time to time, but nice to know you guys have sorted it out. And now hopefully you'll be feeling back on your game momentarily.
Hope its a great weekend, all around.
Tina. Aw, that's sad. I'm sorry.
I'm glad you and Serge are doing well again! Yay!
Is that a dismembered baby's arm in Tina's mouth? Well, that's what I'm seeing.
I'm amazed and impressed at how long you and spouse can stay mad at one another! I can go for maybe 30 minutes tops and then the neediness sets in. Plus it just takes too much energy to be angry. Happy to hear you made up but I was going to suggest that maybe you need to drink too much again this weekend and everything would reverse itself and you'd both wake up happy and gay with one another the next day! In my retarded world, things actually do work that way. It's a nice place though, full of sunshine and rainbows.
Sorry to hear you and Serge let the silence go on all week. Glad you finally cleared things up! Hope you're feeling better soon and that you have a great weekend.
Mark :-)
Aw, so sorry to hear about your dad's dog. She looks like she was an adorable puppy.
Does your spouse read your blog? Seems odd that you can not be communicating, yet sharing your feelings on the blog. This is why I wish mine was anonymous sometimes; too much spillage into real life.
Glad you worked it out though.
Maybe Kraft will send you a replacement airhole.
Glad you and Serge are over it.
This is a sign of a really good relationship, when you can be on the outs with the spouse for a few days and it isn't anything to worry about. You are secure enough with the strength of the relationship that a couple of grouchy days aren't a threat. Then the making up can be really sweet, too. :)
I hope you are feeling better these days after being under the weather. And my sympathies for your father who had to put Tina down. Any consolation would be that she is no longer suffering from the seizures and strokes. And I'm glad things have been reconciled with Serge. And I concur with Java above.
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