Vacation time is right around the corner, and I need that shit like I need oxygen. Life took a big swing at me and hit me hard...
2 big dogs from down the road broke thru my fence and mauled my two little pups to death. One was hanging on to life, and I spent $3000 at the animal hospital trying to save her, but the Lord called her home anyway.
I wept for that pup, like a child with a skinned knee. They were my late mother's dogs, so it hit me like a Mack Truck.
I wasn't there when it happened, or I'd have ventilated those big dogs, so now we have Court coming up with their owner.
If I didn't have 3 small children depending on me, I would have gone down the road and monkey stomped those dogs and their owner into the dirt, but now I'm handicapped by responsibility.
I'm going to let the courts decide the legal repercussions, but i still reserve the right to go postal up in this bitch, if they let the owner and those mutts off easy.
I've built a new 8ft x 10ft dog house at another location for my remaining pup. I put a couch and cable TV in there, along with a couple plants and a big dog bed. Now she and I and the kids can hang out after work.
The whole experience has changed me. Put a new perspective in my eyes.
I work harder than I love, and that's no way to live...
I can fix it though, I can be more than a workhorse, i can be a friend.
but it's a team with brand new owners, new coaches, and new players - so growing pains are expected. Next week though... shit better be tightened up! They better be watching the film!!!