but i don't want to go to my mom's. and he helped us all be more content. in yes i'm aware it's 2016.

so every wk. unless it snows a huge amount or something. i’ve gone to my mom’s. and one of the main reasons i did was to see mr. mr. stevie my mom’s dog. and now. i don’t want to go there bc he’s not there. which is exactly why i should. not bc he’s not there but bc other beings people are.

he helped us all be more content just by being there. he made the world our world well certainly my world.better just by being in it.

what do i owe him? nothing cause i already gave him the one thing he, and any other dog, asks for. what would he want from me. nothing cause it already happened already was given.

i don’t know. that the day that it, happened that he was sent to the great doghouse. that he knew he was going to be. i didn’t tell him i figured it was better not to. it’s weird. cause w/ people we know that ok at some point we’re all going to, you know, go. but w/ dogs maybe not.

it’s not his fault we’re less content. if he’d stayed......i don’t know that i would’ve been more content. i would have but only if he’d stayed exactly as he was.

i’m starting to dislike people w/ dogs now. before i wasn’t a big fan of dogs but i didn’t like.dislike them to this degree. but now it feels like ‘how dare you. you have something that i no longer have’.

right now. my parents & i have decided we don’t want a new dog. if we did get one eventually i’d want a husky. or one of those fluffy white ones. i wouldn’t want a golden as i feel they’re overrated. size medium to big.

but no plans. for getting one now.