Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Sad news

Why is it so hard to bring up the sad stuff? I have been sitting here staring at a blank, white window that's waiting for words. Then I go do something else. Then I come back. Type, backspace, laundry, repeat...

Ok, you're saying "Out with it already!" Ok, ok, ok...

Well, you remember Ranger, right? The very smart, people-loving German shepherd who was my brother's dog first, then stayed with my parents when E moved to Seattle (and back)? And who, while we were housesitting, faithfully got me up every morning before I wanted to be up? Yeah, him.

He got very sick, very fast over the last week. I don't even know with what, but he was in a lot of pain. And yesterday evening he had to be put down.

And, you know what? I'm gonna miss that guy.

Photos by me. Yes, that's a toy he's carrying in the second first photo.


  1. Oh, I'm sorry. That must be sad for you, your parents, and your brother. I'm not able to sympathise because I've never had a pet die. One of these days, I'll have to deal with it, but, not yet. I'm sure it's harder than it would seem.

    I understand the whole typing, backspace, thinking, doing something, repeat routine. It's hard to get the right words out sometimes. Especially for this post. You did a great job!


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