All Dogs Go To Heaven

Had to put Dog down today.

Came home, Dog is crying on the garage floor, covered in poo, unable to stand.

Well, Dog is/was 15 ordinary years, or 105 in doggo years.  Had a good life, if I may say … puffy doggie beds, regular vet care, daily meds, treats, butt rubs, walks (when Dog could), big play yard, etc., etc.

Of course, to bring this back to me, my breathday is right around the corner, so something … not horrible, exactly, but typical to me and my day was likely to happen … so, yeah. At least it wasn’t a car accident.

In prior years … got pink eye, got (rightfully) yelled at by a supervisor, threw a party and no one came … so, yeah.

As of the spreading of this … tome, I have yet to mention the “induced” passing of Dog to Half and theKid … not sure why yet, only that this is the fourth pet that I alone have been tasked to care for at end of life, and guess just feeling a little bitter. 

Some familial support would be nice, but probably asking too much.  

Shut up, and get back to work. 

Ohhh-kayyyy, will do.

But in good news, debt satisfaction is moving along swimmingly.

And Andrew Tate just gave his first post-custody interview, and the man is a G.

Locked in a box for three months then locked in his house (that the authorities thoroughly raided of pricey goods seized) for the duration and all of which without charges.  Gotta love the criminal system, worldwide. 

The interviewer (British MF) made a spirited effort to … shade the G with accusations, but when in truth he espouses traditional manhood and masculinity, coupled to traditional womanhood and femininity.

But the world does not want that.

The world wants men to be women and women to be men.

For up to be down, and black to be white (THASSS RAY-CISS!!!)

For right to be wrong, and good to be bad and evil to be good.  {Isaiah 5:20}

Here’s hoping that he and his brother are exonerated soon, and the G can return to the g.