So I guess next week I’m putting my dog down. He’s just not living life anymore, he’s just living. The tumor on his chest has gotten so bad that mom is having to change bandages on it every day, all he does is sleep, when he’s awake he’s in pain, fleas are eating him up (We can’t get rid of him no matter how many times we dump him in dawn soap), and he’s lived 3 years passed from what his normal life span was suppose to be. Ontop of that he’s almost blind and pretty much deaf. I just don’t understand why dogs, cats, and any other pet like this have such short life spans. I feel horrible for being the one who decides when he dies. He’s my best friend and has helped me through a lot of things just by sitting there and listening to me. I’m not afraid to let him go, he’s in pain and I rather him be put to rest and at peace rather than roaming the house at 3 in the morning trying to get comfortable so he can sleep. I’m more worried that my parents won’t let me have another dog since I’m still living with them. I just can’t see myself without a dog and even though no other dog can replace Snuggles I just need someone to come home to, to take care of, and to take my mind off of things so I don’t go back to where I was in highschool which was depression. College is getting harder to deal with as well and I honestly think I would go crazy without a pet. They’re not just animals, they are so much more than that.
Once upon a time, there came a day, a day unlike any other… when Earth’s mightiest heroes found themselves united against a common threat… to fight the foes no single superhero could withstand… on that day, The Avengers were born.
Hawkeye is just ♥
Him and Robin are two very nice lookin’ fellows.
;D
(Source: bartonesque, via bluefish113)