Post by Mara Wildman on Jul 31, 2012 20:01:04 GMT -5
So sorry about Tiger 
. I've never had a pet for more than a couple years, but I did grow pretty close to a few of them. It does hurt. The worst one for me wasn't even my dog, but my sister-in-law's. She'd had Binky since she was five, and Binky was already probably three years old at the time. I'd grown to love that poor old dog in the two years that I'd known her. When Becca was 17 or 18, and Binky was almost literally falling apart, she decided she wanted a new puppy and her parents' condition on getting her was that Binky get put down. It didn't phase her because everyone was already ready and pretty much waiting for her to die. Everyone except me. Josh told his mom that we could take Binky later that day. At least I was going to get to hold her and say good-bye privately. First, we went to Becca's "baby shower" for her new puppy, Sam, which just consisted of a pool party with a couple friends while Sam ran around. As we were leaving the party, Josh told me that we didn't have to take Binky because Momma already did it so as not to inconvenience us. That's when I burst into tears. He had no idea how much I loved that little dachshund. And I didn't get to say good-bye. I haven't even liked an animal since then. I guess I'm just waiting for a runt to care for.
Anyway, on a lighter note... I took ASL in my senior year of high school. I absolutely loved it! And actually, I apparently love learning new languages in general! I just need to work on my self-motivation... I started teaching myself Japanese a couple years ago, but with different life events, and even emotional stresses, I've gone months at a time without doing a single lesson. Now more than two years later, I should be fluent, but only about 10% through all the lessons. Maybe I should start watching a lot of non-dubbed Japanese TV/movies...
. I've never had a pet for more than a couple years, but I did grow pretty close to a few of them. It does hurt. The worst one for me wasn't even my dog, but my sister-in-law's. She'd had Binky since she was five, and Binky was already probably three years old at the time. I'd grown to love that poor old dog in the two years that I'd known her. When Becca was 17 or 18, and Binky was almost literally falling apart, she decided she wanted a new puppy and her parents' condition on getting her was that Binky get put down. It didn't phase her because everyone was already ready and pretty much waiting for her to die. Everyone except me. Josh told his mom that we could take Binky later that day. At least I was going to get to hold her and say good-bye privately. First, we went to Becca's "baby shower" for her new puppy, Sam, which just consisted of a pool party with a couple friends while Sam ran around. As we were leaving the party, Josh told me that we didn't have to take Binky because Momma already did it so as not to inconvenience us. That's when I burst into tears. He had no idea how much I loved that little dachshund. And I didn't get to say good-bye. I haven't even liked an animal since then. I guess I'm just waiting for a runt to care for.Anyway, on a lighter note... I took ASL in my senior year of high school. I absolutely loved it! And actually, I apparently love learning new languages in general! I just need to work on my self-motivation... I started teaching myself Japanese a couple years ago, but with different life events, and even emotional stresses, I've gone months at a time without doing a single lesson. Now more than two years later, I should be fluent, but only about 10% through all the lessons. Maybe I should start watching a lot of non-dubbed Japanese TV/movies...
