i think hes talking to me CedarR...


the cat died after the 4th, so 2 in a month or so... we have 2 cats that are 16 and 14, 1 cat that is 4, 1 that is 3, and 1 thats around 7...

the dog had litterally used more lifes than anything ive ever witnessed... when he was about 6 months old, he was attacked by 4 Lahsa Opso's and a 130+ pound Lab... he almost died, but we got him to the vet in time... then when he was a little older, my 16 year old cat knocked a full quart of Gorrilla Glue off the mantle, and it busted on the floor, which Tye promptly ate... and nearly died, but we got him to the vet in time...

one time we were at the Snoqualmie at the bend right in front of the trailer park or whatever it is, campground in Fall City below the falls, and my friend threw a stick into the river, well Tye liked to chase sh!t, so he bolted and jumped into the river, the MIDDLE of the river, to get the stick, and the current was pulling him down river, but luckly we had him on a 60 foot rope, so nothing happened...

after my dad died, Tye just layed where my dads feet would be when he would sit on the couch, he did that for a few months.... he knew...

i dont know why or how this happened the way it is.. i knew he was getting old, and maybe had 6 months to a year left, but litterally, he just fell over and died in the door... he never once whined, never made a sound, so i dont think he was in any pain... he had problems with his hip recently, and it just kinda went down hill after that... this last month anything he wanted he got, a little extra snack, whatever... i knew this would happen sometime, just never thought it would be this soon, nor this way... he litterally took his last breath as i had my hand on him... and honestly, im kinda freaked the fvck out right now....

as you know, we have issues with theives here, so every night before i went to bed, i would walk him down to the other street, then walk him back up to the other street, then inside so he could pee or whatever... i really could use him now too, as there was 4 people in my neighbors yard last night...

Tye dying is like my dad dying all over again, he litterally was by my side all day every day when im at home... he was like my brother... when i would get upset, he would notice it, and kinda make a "calm down" type noise... with my dads help, he got the same training as our award winning German Shepards got, even tho he was Rott Pitt and Dingo, and not a pure bred, my dad still loved him as his own...

this really sucks...