I went to Tennessee for Thanksgiving with my mom and Steph to see my Gramma. I had a lot of fun spending time with my family, especially since I missed last Thanksgiving and Christmas due to the Atlantic Ocean.
When I got home, I noticed Samantha – one of the dogs – was missing. Pauls dad took her to the vet and had her put down. Its an idea I myself and been playing with in my mind but hadn’t had the courage to say to Paul yet. Knowing myself, I would have thought I’d be in tears. I mean come on, I cry after like every episode of Grey’s Anatomy, but all I feel is so relieved! It’s also hard for me to be okay with putting animals down cause of my personal viewpoints on death, but really, I’m surprisingly okay with it. I was always so upset whenever I thought about her – she was 12 years old and had arthritis so badly that she couldnt even lift her body so she never moved from one spot.
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Bah, when you put it that way, it is sad.