"Let love heal the heart. Let time heal the pain."
12/06/2006, 1:36pm:
I can never seem to find the time to complete the below blog... well, actually... it's more like... it's still too difficult to complete it... perhaps I will complete it at another time in the near future... please check back.
"Let love heal the heart. Let time heal the pain." This was a quote given to me by my boss after she heard about Sylvester. Her dog of 10 years, Rusty, passed away about three weeks prior to Sylvester's passing. Rusty was paralyzed during a visit to the vet. Suspicion is that Rusty was mishandled by the staff of care takers during her x-ray procedure. Rusty cried all the way to the animal ER on her truck and was put to sleep the same day. Rusty was also later cremated.
Started 10/20/2006, revised sporadically:
It's been three weeks since Sylvester left. I've experienced a wave of emotions. I haven't really shared a lot of it with my friends or family members other than the occasional, "I miss Sylvester" or "I want to hold him". I don't think most of them would understand. I think it takes another pet lover to fully understand the magnitude of it all.
My life often plays back at night when I sleep and when I day dream... much like a broken record. There are a few scenes from three weeks ago that just won't stop playing. It's like a burnt in plasma display. The scenes play in perfect order with perfect details and in vivid colors... the perfect flashback.
Screen I, Act I: The Door Mat
I came home from the gym on Thursday evening around 10:30 -11pm. Both my roommates were either fast asleep or in their rooms doing their own thing. I found Sylvester lying on the front door's door mat, with his face facing the door. He looked tired and sickly, worse than the condition I left him in a few hours prior.
Screen I, Act II: The Call For Help
Screen II, Act I: The Blockade
Screen II, Act II: Let Me Be Close
Screen II, Act III: Let Me Die
Screen III, Act I: A Call To Doctor Death
Screen III, Act II: Peace
I can never seem to find the time to complete the below blog... well, actually... it's more like... it's still too difficult to complete it... perhaps I will complete it at another time in the near future... please check back.
"Let love heal the heart. Let time heal the pain." This was a quote given to me by my boss after she heard about Sylvester. Her dog of 10 years, Rusty, passed away about three weeks prior to Sylvester's passing. Rusty was paralyzed during a visit to the vet. Suspicion is that Rusty was mishandled by the staff of care takers during her x-ray procedure. Rusty cried all the way to the animal ER on her truck and was put to sleep the same day. Rusty was also later cremated.
Started 10/20/2006, revised sporadically:
It's been three weeks since Sylvester left. I've experienced a wave of emotions. I haven't really shared a lot of it with my friends or family members other than the occasional, "I miss Sylvester" or "I want to hold him". I don't think most of them would understand. I think it takes another pet lover to fully understand the magnitude of it all.
My life often plays back at night when I sleep and when I day dream... much like a broken record. There are a few scenes from three weeks ago that just won't stop playing. It's like a burnt in plasma display. The scenes play in perfect order with perfect details and in vivid colors... the perfect flashback.
Screen I, Act I: The Door Mat
I came home from the gym on Thursday evening around 10:30 -11pm. Both my roommates were either fast asleep or in their rooms doing their own thing. I found Sylvester lying on the front door's door mat, with his face facing the door. He looked tired and sickly, worse than the condition I left him in a few hours prior.
Screen I, Act II: The Call For Help
Screen II, Act I: The Blockade
Screen II, Act II: Let Me Be Close
Screen II, Act III: Let Me Die
Screen III, Act I: A Call To Doctor Death
Screen III, Act II: Peace
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