it's not always rainbows and butterflies...

I hope that my dog dies tonight. In fact, every night I sort of wish that. Maybe I'm not wishing hard enough. cos she's not dying. but she gets closer, everyday. I can see it. And it's worse than waking up to her getting skinnier day by day. cos I know, I haven't loved her well enough. I haven't been around these past 4 years. I never saw her suddenly get old. I missed it all.

And now she's dying. And I'm scared that I will have to cab home one of these lunch breaks, and go to the vet, and put her to sleep. Soon I will. If she doesn't beat me to it, which I hope she does..

Thanks for being my friend. Goodnight, hope it's also goodbye.