One of the reasons I haven't posted lately was because we put my dog down. It was better than the eventual gruesome death, and I'm assured that she'll be in God's hands now. Or as the atheists like to say: "invisible pink unicorn."
When someone dies who is close to you, after the initial grief and tears, there's just this feeling of...something not being there. When someone in your immediate family dies, it's different than when an aunt, uncle, or grandparent die. Unless one of those family members listed live with you, you don't interact with them on a daily basis. So, when it's someone that you interact with everyday it leaves a gaping hole in your everyday routine. It's a feeling of emptiness.
I've learnt a couple of things from that experience. First of all, euthanasia works extremely fast. It's scary to see it at work. And second of all, all the myths about what happens when someone dies are false, as myths obviously are. Death by lethal injection is just eerie.
I'll be doing a special extra long post for the first birthday of this blog, so look forward to that. I also apologize for all the talk regarding death, but it's part of a person's life. Though, in all honestly the only thing preventing me from writing more is a sore back and almost being asleep.
A final thing, I've changed my name from bobxce to Utopiasaur. You know, like a saur made of utopia. It's a short story that I'll tell later.
