The Life of an Egg

"In every child who is born, under no matter what circumstances, and of no matter what parents, the potentiality of the human race is born again." -J.Agee

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Location: Los Angeles, California

I am addicted to Flamin Hot Cheetos, goat cheese, rainbow sherbet, and hummus. I want to meet Paul Farmer. I can't touch library books because they smell. I have a tattoo of the tree of life on my back. I have a problem with picking at my nails when I'm nervous, stressed out, or bored. I am irrationally proud of being from California. One of my main goals in life is to be a good person. And finally, please don't ask for medical advice, especially if it involves any sort of discharge.

Friday, July 04, 2008

My eyes haven't been this puffy in a long time

Yesterday, my dog, really, our dog, died. :(

http://dogoftheday.com/archive/2006/August/22.html

His name was Britten and we've had him since I was in high school. I'm totally biased, but I think he's the CUTEST dog ever. and we've loved him for so long, he's become part of the family. Yesterday, he had a tragic accident, involving a fall from a 2nd floor balcony (long story) and we had to put him to sleep because he had massive internal bleeding.

My sister, who is more of an animal lover than I am, was close to hysterical on the phone. But after several hours of trying to decide what to do for Britten, I convinced everyone that his prognosis didn't sound good and that putting him to sleep was the best thing for him. In his last moments, he was in so much pain, he couldn't move or even lift his head. :(

I'm so incredibly sad, I don't even know how to express it. and for a second, I think, he was a dog... how am I going to survive my fellowship?

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