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saffronhareI got to work this morning, poured some super-charged coffee, and gave Mom a call (this is part of my Monday morning routine). Imagine my surprise when Dad answered. Turns out, he'd gone to school this morning and fell apart when somebody asked him what was wrong. For once, he was smart enough to say All Done! Mom says he shuffled in the door and back to bed, mumbling, "I'm a girlie man." Here's the email I just got from him:
Subject: Not a Good Day
To some, this may seem foolish. To me, its seems fitting and necessary. This morning, at about 1AM, we lost Polky. She went rapidly. I was able to revive her once at home but she seized and stopped breathing again when we arrived at the vet. Again, she revived but not fully.
It was her time. She was dearly loved and will be sorely missed. She earned our love. Thank you for understanding my need to do this. -- Al.
Poor old bastard. In funnier news,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
agrnmn and I have theorized that, after nearly 17 years, the dog just couldn't face another Monday. And the multiple siezures? That's because she's never died before, and couldn't figure it out right away. Go-go-gadget morbid humor!
Really, she lived a very long and healthy life as such things go. The vets used to exclaim that she might be the very first purebred American Cocker in history to die of old age.
This is requiring a lot more processing from me than I'd anticipated. I promise I won't come home with a puppy today.
Subject: Not a Good Day
To some, this may seem foolish. To me, its seems fitting and necessary. This morning, at about 1AM, we lost Polky. She went rapidly. I was able to revive her once at home but she seized and stopped breathing again when we arrived at the vet. Again, she revived but not fully.
It was her time. She was dearly loved and will be sorely missed. She earned our love. Thank you for understanding my need to do this. -- Al.
Poor old bastard. In funnier news,
agrnmn and I have theorized that, after nearly 17 years, the dog just couldn't face another Monday. And the multiple siezures? That's because she's never died before, and couldn't figure it out right away. Go-go-gadget morbid humor!Really, she lived a very long and healthy life as such things go. The vets used to exclaim that she might be the very first purebred American Cocker in history to die of old age.
This is requiring a lot more processing from me than I'd anticipated. I promise I won't come home with a puppy today.
