06-22-2003, 10:08 PM
Vandiablo, your story was touching and I couldn't help but remember my dog, he was a young brave and stupid retriver (not sure this is how you write/say it in english...) one night my dad went to a walk with him and he was hit by a car at saturday night, the cruel irony was that the family in the car were jewish hasids (extremely religious, they don't drive, cook etc' on saturday).
I was very little but I still remember that night... I loved that dog.
Your stories also bring a painful reminder to me, I have an 11 years old dog now and having to see her go away is unthinkable...
I was very little but I still remember that night... I loved that dog.
Your stories also bring a painful reminder to me, I have an 11 years old dog now and having to see her go away is unthinkable...
"Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards, and seal the hushed casket of my soul" - John Keats, "To Sleep"