||[Jan. 3rd, 2008|11:13 am]
My dog has leukemia. We've been told she has about two weeks left, but the second week will be painful, so we're putting her down next Friday before she starts getting uncomfortable. Nobody in my house has been able to stop crying for the last week. My aunt said, "I know it's sad, but it's only a dog". |
She's not only a dog. She's nicer than any person I've ever met. She's like my baby sister, except that we've never had a fight, she's never annoyed me or stolen my clothes and she has loved me unconditionally for more than ten years. My sister's love is pretty conditional, I think.
It's not like I'm a crazy dog person. I don't have sweaters with spaniels embroidered on them, or magnets with dogs and cute sayings on them. It's just that Lizzie has been my best friend for almost half my life.