you get the call halfway through a bowl of cereal and you don’t pick up on the first ring. sometimes when you look back on this moment, you pretend like you never picked up at all, but you did. you said something pointless into the other end, trying to be funny. your mouth was full.
the weird thing is, tragedy doesn’t just walk into your life, it blooms. it swells like a tickbite under your skin and sucks out every last emotion until you’re sitting there on a barstool, jaws clenched, completely silent as words find their way into your head. you start saying, “no, no, no, no, that’s wrong, that can’t be right,” but your mouth is still full and suddenly you’re choking, suddenly you’re sobbing, suddenly you’re on the floor of the kitchen curled up in a ball and nothing will ever be the same again.
you don’t live, you exist. things seem muted. things seem ridiculous. someone in your friend group is fighting with someone else about something that won’t matter in a year. you stand next to him and hear him chatter and just stare because everything is so incredibly, hideously alive.
you stand by her tombstone. you say, “god, i fucking miss you. this isn’t fucking fair.”
was your heart buried with her? you knock on your ribs but good god
there’s really nothing there.
Hi everyone, the little boy you see in the pictures up here is my dog, Laki. My dad found him 10 months ago freezing in the snow, skinny, cold and alone, he was just 11 lbs when we found him, now he is 66lbs so i think we can tell that he recovered pretty well.
He is so precious, hes always running around, playing with our cats, all the attention must always be on him, because even if my mom hugs my dad he starts barking and acting jealous. but hes just like this and we love him for that. You know he’s always very active and full of energy but in the past 6-7 weeks we all noticed that he got slower, tired. He lies down whenever he can, my brother goes running every morning and he generally always goes with hm, but not anymore. So, last week i brought him to the vet, he kept him in the ambulatory for a day for a few exams, and he was diagnosed with hip dysplasia.
Apparently this disease causes my dog to have chronic pain, thats why of course he doesnt move and have fun the way he did a few months ago.
when hes lying down he needs a few tries o get up, he suffers climbing stairs and all of those normal daily things.
Right now we are giving him painkillers, to get more time. Me and my family need time to understand what is better to do.
The chances are basically two: treat his disease surgically, which is really expensive but would most likely be successful and get us a healty dog that could go back to his normal lifestyle after the reovery, or, having to treat the disease medically, with pills, painkillers, which would just most likely posticipate the moment when, eventually, he will be unable to walk, and we are gonna have to put him down.
this could take, 1, 2 or even 3 years just like it could take 3 months.
I feel incredibly sad and completely harmless right now, i am 18 and i dont have a work, my parents love him just as much as i do but its hard when theres just 1 person working to sustain the needs of a 5 people family. Thats why they are thinking to dont get him the surgical operation, and treat the disease medically, so even if its not definitive it will get us some time anyhow.
but i dont really want that, im not ready and i am, for no gotdamn reason putting my baby down. Not today nor in 3 years. no way.
So, being him less than 1 year of age he can still get a TPO (triple pelvic osteotomy) which would be the best for him, and the price for it would be of $4000 + additional care expenses and long term medications.
So, heres where all of you reading this could make a big difference between life and death.
I hope you are as loving and caring as i know you are. If you can help, in any way, i will be forever thankful for that.
If you want to help me and my baby click here
anything will help, literally anything will make a change and if you cant donate yourself, i hope you can still reblog this post, so that more people can see it, this would make a big change too, thanks to all of you already
Love you all so much,
hey guys pls spread this post and if u can donate even if its $1 or smth it’ll help!!
dont be a fucking music snob holy crap some people like the beatles others like nicki minaj like shut the fuck up theyre just different types of noises ur not superior for liking one and not the other
I’m the type of person that stays bottled up most of the time. I cannot stand bothering people with my issues and adding to their stress. I like people worrying about me, because it shows they care. On the other hand, I hate it, because I want to help people, not give them something else to worry about.
If your man praises you to his friends. Keep him. Cause he’ll only worship you behind closed doors.