(September 3, 2013 at 9:36 am)Faith No More Wrote: At least he had a full life, though. We had to put one of our dogs down at age 7, and that was much harder than when I lost the other one to old age.
Yeah, our Australian Terrier, Boston, died of Addison's at the age of 8. It was horrible to see him perish away, when he could have lived until 16.. Even though it's been over 10 years, I still miss him every day.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura