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Merry Christmas
In my life I have had many life-changing events but it seems to me the most important of all of these events was when my dog died. We got my dog for a christmas present and was about four at the time we got her but that was eight years ago.The thing that was different from her and every other thing in the world is how happy she was and always loving which is hard to find nowadays and also how she was always there for me which is why i think her death was so hard for me. I think another key part to learn is that i am a shy person that is very closed off and my dog really helped helped me get past that barrier being around her.
The downfall of my dog’s health all started with the fact that she would always get separation anxiety and start to tear up whatever she could find around the house or whatever was getting in my way.of her and me or my mom and would result in bloody claws or bloody teeth.My mom felt bad that she had this and there was really nothing that she could do to cure her. But when my mom would talk about it, I wouldn’t really give it much thought into it and looking back it was selfish to my dog for not seeing the signs. Every day it seemed like she turned more and more grey and her eyesight was borderline blind. It seemed that her days were spent sleeping, eating, and more sleeping. Seeing her grey body barely able to walk up the stairs was a major turning point for me.
For the last six months that my dog was alive then about once or twice a week then my mom would talk to me and would usually say “Alec I think it’s about time we put merry down”, but I would quickly be enraged with anger and shout “no” and run off to my room thinking about if what I was doing was fair for her. Finally one day after doing some serious thinking on the bus I came up to the conclusion that next week we would put her down. After the first day I forgot all about it until 7 days passed and it was time to put her down. I woke up just like any normal day and then it dawned on me that we had to put her down. I walked over to her and gave her the biggest and longest hug i had ever gave. My mom walked over and said “ don’t miss the bus this morning”. I had just a few seconds to say goodbye to my best friend. Everything then went into slow motion and I remember every little detail that happened after that moment. I then sat down next to her while she was standing right next to the front door. I pet her ear, the one that was unimaginably soft and whispered in her ear “ I love you.” Then I walked out looking at her puzzled face as I left for school. School kept my mind off things but once I made it off the bus I automatically started crying and crying. But as I may not see her in person I will see and remember all the wonderful memories that me and her have shared that i will never forget.
More importantly I feel like through this experience I feel that it molded me to the person I am today from all the lessons and mistakes. But far above that I feel that I learned more about myself. I learned more about how I feel, how I talk, and how I live. It has shown me a different way of looking at things in life.
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