My little cousin, who I baby sit when I was 12 and he was 6 hung himself yesterday. He'd been using drugs and got hooked up with a girl who ended up preggo. After she had the kid he wanted them to stop but they couldn't get together on it for the last couple of years. She'd use, sorry, quit, he'd be jealous of it, sorry, we'll quit. He was more and more depressed over it, but this was still off guard. She's going to a rehab program in another state tomorrow (hopefully that will work out), his mom and dad, my aunt and uncle, are taking custody of the baby.
I brought them spaghetti, meatloaf, and some brownies today (that's what you do at southern wakes - food) and they asked if since I just gave my bro back his hunting dogs, would I be willing to take in E's dog, a half Australian Shepard, half collie, it's a mix they favor a lot b'c they like them to go on horse rides with them.
His name is Lobo and he's a beautiful boy. 8 months, dark red with a white face, and golden eyes. They asked becuase he's so timid but he came and loved on me today so much (all dogs love me, it's not unusual). I like cats better, but he's a beauty and I think he'll be a good one. I've already loaded a dog hauler to snag him and got my bro to bring a barrel house down for him to sleep in and I've filled it with cedar chips.
I think he should be a good pet. It's weird because I also took in Fast Black, the cat, because her owner died.
I know it's just an animal, but it feels a bit strange to take in what is a bit of life, to keep the sweet boy alive right now, and it happens because of an especially tragic death.
I brought them spaghetti, meatloaf, and some brownies today (that's what you do at southern wakes - food) and they asked if since I just gave my bro back his hunting dogs, would I be willing to take in E's dog, a half Australian Shepard, half collie, it's a mix they favor a lot b'c they like them to go on horse rides with them.
His name is Lobo and he's a beautiful boy. 8 months, dark red with a white face, and golden eyes. They asked becuase he's so timid but he came and loved on me today so much (all dogs love me, it's not unusual). I like cats better, but he's a beauty and I think he'll be a good one. I've already loaded a dog hauler to snag him and got my bro to bring a barrel house down for him to sleep in and I've filled it with cedar chips.
I think he should be a good pet. It's weird because I also took in Fast Black, the cat, because her owner died.
I know it's just an animal, but it feels a bit strange to take in what is a bit of life, to keep the sweet boy alive right now, and it happens because of an especially tragic death.