the weather tonight is the worst it’s been in a long time and the rain is pouring down in buckets. standing outside in the yard, it’s hard not to shiver while i hold the shovel in my hand. right now, i’d rather be doing practically anything than this.. but my parents had called me, and now i’m out here digging. i scoop huge clumps of soil up with the shovel and try to place them in a nice little pile next to the hole i’m making. unfortunately, the rain is coming down so hard that digging is hardly possible. the hole is filling with rain and the mass of water tugs at the walls of my hole. minutes later i’m drenched and on the verge of giving up. i really dont want to dig this hole right now.. or later… or ever. finally i decide that i can dig no more and go in to tell my parents. i guess i’ll just have to leave the plastic bag outside for now….<\/p>\n
Rewind 2 hours back. i’m sitting comfortably at work, typing away at my computer, still completely unaware of the cold weather that i would soon endure. the phone rings and i lift the receiver to be greeted by the crying of my mother. wtf? through the sobs i can barely make out what she’s saying. what is she saying? i’m trying to decipher it.. and… and… she’s telling me that… that… huh? what?…. oh. my kitty just died. the cat that i’ve had for 9 years now. the cat that i’ve loved dearly for so long. the cat that i’ve had since high school that continued to live at my parent’s house after i moved out. the cat that’s been sick for a year now… slowly withering away to just fur and bones. that cat that just collapsed today and died. i can’t believe that this happened. i mean, sure, i knew that this would have to happen sometime. but why? why does everything that we love so dearly have to be wrenched from us *like this*… with a gasp… and a shudder.<\/p>\n
-vlad<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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