Caridad's Watch
F'd up slayer sister
I was playing with my dog last night and I thought, "I better spend as much time with her as I can because she's getting old and she's probably gunna die soon." I went to bed at 4AM this morning and was woken up at 7:23AM by my Dad telling me that, "Shelley's hurt." and that I had to sit and watch her in the kitchen while he gets ready to take her to the vet. Time goes by and he's still in the shower. Was he baking a cake? He's all worried that his dog is hurt, that he takes a 22 minute show. Ok... Um... No... So, obviously I'm pissed that I was woken up with less than 2 hours of sleep and told to sit in the kitchen doing nothing while my father takes his dear sweet time getting ready. I even called my grandma and said, "I'm bored." It took my Dad a total of 50 minutes to get ready. Now, really, your dog might have to be put down and you take nearly an hour to get ready? So of course I'm an angry pissed off child and I'm so pissed off that it's not even effecting me that my dog is paralyzed from the waist down and the doctors might have to put her asleep. But, putting that aside, I am worried. My puppy better not leave me alone in this house. She's not really a puppy though. She's twelve. I got her when I was four. So now I'm a crazed teenager on two hours of sleep and have no clue why I'm making this thread. Let me think of a question...um...anyone have a pet? Uh...Anyone loose a pet? You get the idea...