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September 9, 2009 at 2:11 am
In before the tl;dr comments?
( Oh good god, why’s there an ad for the Scientology website? KILL IT WITH FIRE! )
September 9, 2009 at 7:38 am
they give me money when you’re interested in their services and you click on their adverts
September 9, 2009 at 2:16 am
tl;dr. I don’t need to read about others’ dying pet experiences.
September 9, 2009 at 2:36 am
That’s so sad…
It kind of made me laugh and cry at the same time like recent maury povich episodes.
September 9, 2009 at 3:53 am
Heartless bastard!
I hope that kid dies a miserable, lonesome death.
September 9, 2009 at 6:33 am
He should have been there for his dog. Stupid kid.
September 9, 2009 at 7:39 am
seriously. if it’s something that I take from these kinds of stories, it’s that I need to be with my pet right up until the moment they depart.
don’t leave them alone and wondering where you are when they die. You’re their master, their sunshine, the alpha and omega, the god that gives them manna on a daily basis.
Do not forsake them in their final time of need
September 9, 2009 at 5:07 pm
Not sure if youre being sarcastic but im with you on that
September 9, 2009 at 6:57 am
tl;dr
cliff notes version?
September 9, 2009 at 7:40 am
dog dies; boy is sad
September 9, 2009 at 6:58 am
this will only make me sad. brb porn.
September 9, 2009 at 7:01 am
that was stupid and pointless and sounds like all too familiar sob-story, you know, like fake ones designed to just make people cry. I was expecting a funny, dramatic, or preaching ending, like “and that dog was really my little sister, because I think of her as a dog” or maybe “and that’s why I love god and let him watch me in the shower” – you know, anything but the actual ending. That just wasted 3 minutes of my life!
September 9, 2009 at 7:41 am
you’re a heartless son of a bitch, and I expect great things from you soon.
September 9, 2009 at 8:12 am
Dumbass kid obviously never read the Commandments for Pet Owners (www.dcweimclub.org/tc.html). Particularly #10:
Go with me on difficult journeys. Never say, “I can’t bear to watch it”, or, “Let it happen in my absence.” Everything is easier for me if you are there. Remember, I Love You!
September 9, 2009 at 8:38 am
needs moar cat
September 9, 2009 at 10:08 am
Yeah, sure, but generally, cats don’t give a shit about people.
September 9, 2009 at 3:14 pm
Cats have a tendency to go off by themselves (if they’re able) when they know they’re going to die –experienced this with two of them, and heard many similar accounts. Not saying you shouldn’t be there if they are, but I don’t know how they’d take it…anyone here ever been in this situation with a cat?
I’d want to be with my cat when the time comes –he acts more like a dog, anyway.
September 10, 2009 at 12:27 am
I always get concerned when I can’t find my cats (only one now though), precisely because they hide when ill or injured.
I’ve had to put a few of my cats to sleep, but one will always stick w/ me. His name was Bob (short for Bobasaurus, he was huge, 22 lbs) and he had feline leukemia. It cost a bit bt we kept him alive and healthy for over 5 years post dx. Then he got worms, became really sick. I took him to the vet and they did what they could, but 2 days later they said there was nothing they could do. I went to the vet and they had him ready for the procedure. He looked so small, now blind and silent. (I’m crying as I type this and it’s been 20+ years) As soon as I spoke he started meowing and purring, and I started bawling. I stayed though, and held him. I’m glad I did. It wrenched my heart, when he recognized me by my voice and reacted. He knew me and I loved him.
September 9, 2009 at 9:48 am
do the honorable thing and be by your friends side
seek honor as you act and you shall know no fear
September 9, 2009 at 10:29 am
His teeth are nasty.
September 9, 2009 at 10:33 am
Isn’t that a repost with just a new background picture?
September 9, 2009 at 11:43 am
I think it is a repost, but I still needed two tissues to read it. Damn, I didn’t want to star me day crying, but it’s ok; my dog is at feet and my cat is purring on the back of my chair.
September 9, 2009 at 1:34 pm
I especially like the little green MS Word grammar-check squiggles under ‘steal’ in the second paragraph. Whoever made this is obviously very computer savvy.
September 9, 2009 at 5:52 pm
What’s really messed up is, I went back to read the first letter of every paragraph expecting to see “YOU JUST LOST THE GAME”.
BTW, you just lost The Game.
September 9, 2009 at 9:58 pm
FYI, that filthy torn old blanket in your hands probably has millions of tiny “pets” on it after 11 years.
Just sayin’.
October 19, 2009 at 5:52 am
You guys are douchebags >___>
I know that when I went to the vet to get my cat checked, you know, I thought he was just sick, turned out he was dying. The vet showed me my cat, he’d been alone for over half an hour, all alone in a strange place without me…last time I saw him was the thirty seconds which was him meowing at me, freaking out as the needle went in him and he died…The vets just want you in and out, they’ll discuss it with you and put you in a room alone, then…if you don’t freak out in the rushed moments that they suddenly decide for you to put the animal down, then you get to spend mere seconds with the animal…the moments before it loses conciousness and dies.
You’re walking through tears when they give you a split decision whether you want to be there or not, this guy obviously had a very impatient vet or did what so many have done and freaked out.