We are in a large group. We are going on a camping trip of sorts, however we have rented a room to store all of our belongings. I am upset I didn't bring my Vibrams. We have to walk up a very steep hill plagued with fat, long snakes on the path. I take my time at the room. Contemplate sleeping here. When I arrive at dinner there is a pretty girl sitting next to Brian. Fireworks are going off. (Am I dreaming of our upcoming 4th of July party?). I am unhappy with how Brian and this girl are acting. My cats are here. As I walk up the trail, I see what I believe to be two-two coming across a bridge. Just when I realize it isn't him, the dog falls far off the edge, but appears to be okay. I gather up all of my cats for safety.
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Friday, July 15, 2011
He Was Happy Down There
Two-two scratches at the door. The sliding glass door. I let him in. I am so happy and shocked. No one else seems to want to give this miraculous event any attention. Am I lucid? I pick him up and give him all of my love. He seems disturbed, not himself. As I type this I am reminded of Buffy's second coming (laugh out loud). He is in pain. I now notice a large hole on the right lower side of his tummy. Holding him, cradling him in my arms, I turn to my family for some help or advice. Something! They all look down, shaking heads nay. They tell me that he may be alive and that there may be hope, but it is not “RIGHT”. They gave me the feeling that helping save Two-two was immoral or corrupt. I turn to Brian, the same reaction from him. A sad, firm, absolute; NO. I am so distraught, lost, speechless. I've snapped. I'm yelling and screaming and raising hell. My heart is broken.
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