Why must they? I found that song, All Good Things by Nelly Furtado, just yesterday and loved it. Now, I see deeper into the true meaning of it. We just had to put our 13-year-old sheltie, Gizzmo, down. I have known that dog for most of my life and loved her deeply. Today, when my parents went to the vet so she could get some shots, they found out that they had to put her down. As I sit here in my room crying and trying to see what I am typing, I realize how much I'll miss her... I never got to say goodbye...
Azarhael Morganti · Sat Feb 03, 2007 @ 07:26pm · 2 Comments |