Have been missing my dog Bruno a lot lately. He passed away recently. Having a dog is like the best thing that can happen to you. the unconditional everlasting love.oh man....i live for it.
He lived for 12 years. and mostly people would say that had lived his life. but Bruno wasn't like that. He has the zest to carry on for another 3 or 4 years. When he fell ill that day, I thought he had a bad cold and would be fine by evening. but he didn't get alrite and during his last few moments on this planet i knew he wasn't gonna live. he had this faraway look in his eyes, like he was connecting with the outer world and wasn't even responding to my calls.
well...I do believe in life after death and I know he is fine..
This whole detachment bit gets to me..How can one be detached from your loved ones. and if their is so much love then why do we have to say goodbye??
2 comments:
hey mr voldermort,
to your comments...hahha hahhah i cent get up from the floor and i am laughing so hard,my stomachs aching...take your rosy pic some place else...its even tough to get over,when somebody moves away,forget the pain when somebody goes away forever,so keep your weird condolensces to yourself,cos it is totally cool to feel sad as a wise freind told me sometime back..;-)..but life goes on and time heals everything....
pankz.
Hey poo boy voldemort,
this totally goes to show that you re one confused little kiddy,cant even get your feelings straight,so understand the phenomenon and your own feelings before you go ranting around the bush...
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