And, because I want the signal to noise ratio to stay up, (yes, yes, I know.And, because I want the signal to noise ratio to stay up, (yes, yes, I know. This is my last post today, I promise!):- Lament. ~~~~~~~ -The death of a friend. What's it like being a 'Zoo'? I mean, how emotionally attached can you get to a dumb animal? Aren't you just using the animals for sex? Forgive me Xanth, I can't use your real name in this, much as it pains me. Xanth was my lover and friend for several years. She was an English Mastiff bitch. She was very affectionate to everyone she met; a regular cream puff. I can't even begin to put into words all the happy memories I have of her, and the love I had for her. I know there was nothing I could have done to save her life, but I DO know I could have made her quality of life better, and I regret that I learned that lesson after her death. I guess I suspected she wasn't well, but the event that made me take her to the vet for a check up was when she had a convulsion. I suspect she had other convulsions when I wasn't around, but this was the first I had witnessed. And it scared the bejesus out of me. Xanth lay on her side with her legs locked stiff, her face was contorted into a rictus, and she was champing her teeth so I was fearing for her tongue. As she spasmed, she urinated uncontrollably. I phoned my vet in a panic, and he told me to watch her and keep her company. |