Originally Posted by
Invader
I seriously don't think I could post it all without completely seizing control over the thread until all the discussion was over. Besides, the vast majority of it is guesswork, speculation, and listening to what few reliable sources I have (or, rumors that they've heard, all of which I know for a fact are false). Given all the crazy twists and turns that happen that I never would have expected, I ain't gonna be joining the CIA anytime soon.
That is a terribly sad story about your dog. At least he died happy, thinking he'd see his buddy. That's really the most you can hope for.
I've got some similar regrets, too. I used to have this awesome cat named Charlie. He was a rare, expensive breed, a Maine Coon or something similar. I found him as a stray by a dumpster when I used to live in Houston. I loved that cat to pieces. We were best buddies. When he died, though... I'd never lost a pet before. I was sitting, playing PS2 (Metropolismania 2 was the game, I think), and my parents had come in to say that he was dying. I didn't fully grasp what that meant, so I kept on playing. Man, I used to be such a little ☺☺☺☺. To this day, I hate myself for that. He was my best friend, sad as that is, and you know all he wanted was to see me before he died.
Thank you for your prayers. She was a good dog, we know she's in a better place.
(I haven't done much good for the tone of this thread lately. Maybe I should write a noir story and channel all of my feelings into that instead.)
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