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[ms-demeanor]

I've been following what's been going on with Belphie the kitten and his person, Greer Stothers, has just mentioned pet insurance in a tag on a post and I wanted to give an example from my life backing up why pet insurance can be a good idea and why I think it is worthwhile.

Two years ago my sister's dog had bloat while she was on vacation. The kennel he was staying at recognized symptoms and called my sister to clear them to take him to the emergency vet. My sister is very financially secure and this dog is an enormous part of her life, so she said yes with barely a moment of hesitation. That ended up being about twelve thousand dollars of emergency surgery.

Large Bastard and I got pet insurance for Tiny Bastard the same week because we realized that if someone had presented that option to us, we would have had no choice but to have Tiny Bastard put down, and we didn't want to be put in that position.

I did a lot of research about different kinds of pet insurance and different levels of coverage and annual maximums and deductibles and so on and so forth. Tiny Bastard is a senior dog, so this was going to be expensive no matter what options we went with, so I chose a moderately priced plan with a $500 annual deductible, unlimited annual coverage, that pays 80% of the bills incurred annually below the maximum. What that means is that we pay the first $500 of care totally out of pocket, after which point we are reimbursed 80% of any vet bills for care covered by the plan.

The first year we had this plan I was kind of iffy about it. It's a noticeable monthly expense and we didn't even spend the deductible in vet bills the first year. Except that a month before the policy was set to renew, Tiny Bastard got diagnosed with diabetes. We now have monthly insulin costs and syringe costs; there are tests she has to have regularly to monitor her overall condition and we need to do more frequent vet visits to track symptoms.

Suddenly the insulin alone means that the insurance is break-even within six months and the additional visits and tests are something we can afford instead of something we'd have to put on credit.

Our plan (through ManyPets) covers medication, surgery, diagnostics, medical equipment, and euthanasia and cremation. It doesn't cover pre-existing conditions, joint conditions for dogs who were signed up over a certain age, dental care, spay/neuter, vaccinations, or prescription food but honestly all of that makes me just kind of wish we'd signed her up earlier - her knee problems *would* be covered if we'd had her signed up as a puppy, and the monthly cost would have been lower if we'd signed her up then. And there are at least a few emergency vet bills that I wouldn't still be paying off on my credit card. Hell, I've probably paid more in interest on some bruising she got in a fight three years ago than I have for this policy as a whole.

I am glad that Greer is able to take care of Belphie. I am glad that my sister was able to take care of her dog. But I'm also really, really glad that for a relatively low cost, I would be able to take care of Tiny Bastard if she were catastrophically injured, or if she needed emergency surgery. I'm glad that I'm able to take care of her now with her medications and her additional vet visits.

There are a lot of people who say that pet insurance isn't worth it, especially not for young animals. But if your young animal gets very sick, or gets badly injured, or eats a hairband and needs an emergency endoscopy, then it will probably be VERY worth it. It's a risk/reward question. You feel like you're wasting money if you're paying for a policy that you never use, but honestly that just means you're lucky to have a healthy pet.

I'm lucky that Tiny Bastard was relatively healthy before I got the insurance; I'm also lucky that she was insured when she was diagnosed with a chronic illness that will need lifelong care. This enables me to provide care for her that would otherwise be financially unmanageable, and that makes the insurance *extremely worth it* from my perspective.

And Belphie is a good example of why it's a good idea to get coverage even for very young pets. Greer is recommending it because this kitten has required a tremendous amount of care during a period in his life when it's generally taken for granted that a cat will be healthy. (And Greer is not stupid for forgoing pet insurance - pet insurance is still a relatively new concept and there are lots of people who are leery of it for a number of good reasons)

So I'd say that if you've got a pet or are getting a pet it is very worthwhile to find a pet insurance plan that fits in your budget. There are a variety of plans out there and some are very inexpensive. Check coverage levels (you can even get some with wellness plans that include dental care and vaccinations) and see if there's something that works for you.

I personally don't think I'm ever going to own another pet without having pet insurance. It's ridiculous how much easier it is for me to say yes to diagnostic tests or different treatments than it was before because I know I'm going to be able to fit Tiny Bastard's care into our budget.

[transgendz]

My roommates and I are disabled and we help with the power bill. And while we knew we would likely need help with that, we now need more help than expected. One of my roommates has had a therapy dog for 14 years. The dog passed yesterday, and the cost of cremation of more than what my roommate was prepared to handle. Her new bedspread was also soiled in the process, and we need to take it to be cleaned. She's also going to need help with food this week.

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[travelingthief]

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Chthonic deities

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Most common causes of death

Offerings

God of the dead and the Underworld:

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Bident

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Urns

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Spices

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Ghost imagery

Chains

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Silver/black jewelry

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Coins/money

Cornucopia

Money bowl

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Walk in a cemetery 

Clean graves (properly and with permission)

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Wear black

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Leave flowers on old graves

Leave coins on old graves

Sit and visit with graves

Become death positive/death neutral

Accept death as a reality

Contemplate your morality

Donate to funeral costs

Assist bereaved people (with food, money, company, etc.)

Preserve dead animals

Embrace silence

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[thegnomelord]

PLEASEEEEE UR IDEA WITH MAGE M!READER AND MONSTER!COD MEN I'D LOVE THAT SO FICKING MUCH AND YES I AGREE THERE IS A LACK OF ALL THE VIOLENCE

Pov of how the world sees the reader Vs how TF141 reader :D. I'm in the middle of writing the first chapter of a fic with this idea, but guess who contracted TB like some coal miner 😞, me! So here's a sneak peak for the sort of vibe I'm going for while I'm trying to recover:

P.S: Ya'll are free to suggest/requests with this idea cause!

P.S.S: Check out bluegiragi who came up with this AU and give her some love!

Mages and Monsters

Mages are strange creatures.

In a world so full of monstrous hybrids and mythical creatures, mages sit on the proverbial line separating man from monster, stuck in both worlds without any hope of fitting in either one.

Because outwardly, they're average. No different from the billions of other humans. They're not born with the marks of monsterdom; they don't possess horns or leathery scales to shrug off small caliber bullets like dragons do, nor the claws and bone crushing jaws of werewolves, not feathered wings and razor sharp talons of harpies, nor the wraiths ghostly ability to become immaterial.

Outwardly, they're average. Ordinary. Mundane. Human...

Almost.

Because Price and Ghost are experienced enough to see the thing laying beneath the paper thin veneer of normality, are seasoned enough to quickly notice the one thing that puts an 'in' before a mage's 'human' description — Magic. Not the smoke and mirror kind magicians or charlatans use to swindle tourists out of money, but real magic.

The ancient kind, the capricious kind, slumbering like a beast inside the hollowed out cavern of a heart until it awakens with a terrible bloodlust. Each of them can attest to this; Price sports gnarled patched of scar tissue on the scaleless parts of his arm from ice burns, his draconic breath having saved him from frostbite that had devoured more than a few good men. Though Ghost doesn't show much skin, one can sometimes catch sight of branching fern patterns on his neck where lightning magic had shot through him. Gaz's back is peppered with hundreds of little cuts where a glass mage's summoned elegant ornaments had shattered into millions of shards, aiming to take out his wings.

And now Soap sports a mark of his own, his side tender red and blistered with a second degree burn. It could have been much worse, your flames were hot enough to melt steel, the only thing having kept him from an early cremation being the two solid concrete walls your magic had had to travel through to hit him and the enhanced regeneration of his thick hide.

But such power demands a cost — one paid in blood. For magic is as fickle and capricious as a rabid dog, just as eager to lunge for your throat as it will at the enemies, leaving lasting wounds for all to see; rough and calloused palms, skin blackened from blazing heat and freezing cold or marked with fern patterns of electricity, fingers stiff and marred with cuts from thorns and crystals and rock and glass, bone deep cuts where the liquid mana had burst out from the skin, leaving faintly glowing scars that never heal right.

All mages are born with this grievous gift, though one never knows whether it will present itself with a pitiful flicker of embers in a man's dying breath, or with a maelstrom of an infant's first hiccup. That's why most mages are sealed, by choice or force, a process which puts chains on the magic, making it and the mage docile.

But you are unsealed. And you flaunt that fact readily by melting the tail of their APC helicopter with one spell, not even waiting for them to crash before flooding the terrain with suffocating ash, the lenses of their gas masks already fogging up from the heat as they get out of the cloud of heavy sediment before it bursts to flames.

Sometimes the magic becomes unsatisfied with the weakness of the body, demanding more than just its pound of flesh and molding the body like clay to better suit it— Mage Marks, they're called — the subtle glow of magic in your eyes, the mana visibly pulsing inside your chest, the skin of your arms slipping away like wet paper before growing anew, this time mimicking the surface of magma, or the rocky barnacle encrusted reef, the gnarled bark of a tree, the crystalline inside of a geode, the ice spiked ground of tundra, or any other form that suits the magic in your veins.

The process is excruciating, the mana burrowing and gnawing on every nerve like a parasite that replaces what it eats with itself. But to you, that's an acceptable loss, because marked mages far surpass their unmarked fellows, your magic stronger and wilder, feral and viscous like the primordial force of nature.

So it becomes concerning when you're laying on the floor, captured, battered and bruised and calm.

Ghost had been waterboarding you for a while now, your body tied to a chair that had been tipped back so you were parallel with the ground. With water pooling around your head, your top half would have been soaked to the bone had your magic not been simmering in your veins, the magic suppression momentarily reducing the raging inferno in your chest to a meager flicker of flames.

They can't kill you, but limiting your magic for even a second is death in and of itself.

Your breathing is harsh as Ghost pulls away the cloth over your mouth, asking you a question as steam rises from your skin. Most would give in long before this point, but you just grin, eyes glowing with a burning glow, and make a comment about how good his arse looks from your viewpoint.

You manage only one small note of laughter, pitiful embers sparking at the corners of your lip, before Ghost drops the rag back over your face and begins anew.

Price watches all of this, sharp draconic eyes noting how the mana glows in your chest, pulsing like a second heart (assuming you had one to begin with), noticing how the water turns to steam a little faster when it splashes over your skin.

And Price knows.

You... You are going to be trouble.

[froody]

I talked to the vet today and I’m finally ready to start making funerary arrangements for Tommy. I’m going to shill out the $200 to have her buried in a local pet cemetery. I walked around it and I loved it a lot. There was the grave of a dog who died in 1987 with fresh flowers on it. There’s something heartwarming about knowing there are other owners who continue to grieve and never ‘forget’ the way pet owners are expected to. It’ll be nice to have a place to go to to visit her. She has to have a headstone so I’m thinking of epitaphs. The burial and headstone will cost $230+ dollars but I think it’s worth it. I’m going to cost the pet funeral home sometime soon.

The other two options are cremation (also surprisingly expensive?) or burying her in the yard which I don’t like because I won’t live in this house forever.

[babysbreathatmyfuneral]

When my journey on this earth is done,

And my final breath is drawn,

Do not dress in mourning black,

But wear the colors I won’t come back.

Let the light I held so dear,

Shine through you, chase every tear,

Celebrate the love we shared,

In bright hues, let my spirit be bared.

As you gather to say goodbye,

Play that song that lets me fly,

“I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel to Be Free,”

Let it carry my soul, let it set me free.

Surround me with petals, pure and white,

With baby’s breath, soft as night,

In that space, let love abound,

As I return to sacred ground.

Cremate me, let my ashes fall,

In a place where peace stands tall,

Plant a cherry blossom where I lay,

Let it bloom with each passing day.

When your heart feels heavy and lost,

Come to my tree, whatever the cost,

Water its roots, speak to its leaves,

In that quiet, your heart reprieves.

My dogs, my loyal, faithful friends,

Their journey with you now begins,

Keep them close, don’t let them part,

In their eyes, you’ll find my heart.

There’s one more task I leave to you,

My poems, those whispers, true,

Gather them close, bind them with care,

Let my voice echo everywhere.

In every line, my soul’s laid bare,

In every verse, I’m always there,

Publish my words, let them breathe,

In that book, my spirit weaves.

Let my thoughts drift into hands,

Of those who search, who understand,

Through those pages, let them find,

A piece of me, a piece of mind.

Remember me not in sorrow deep,

But in the joy that love can keep,

For though I’m gone, I’m not far,

In your heart, that’s where we are.

When the days feel long and dark,

Let my memory be your spark,

For I am more than flesh and bone,

I’m in the love that’s always shown.

Your love has been my light,

Guiding me through every night,

Now I leave, but not for long,

For in your heart, I still belong.

And when your time on earth is through,

I’ll be waiting, still with you,

Together again, where souls reunite,

In love’s embrace, in endless light.

[skynecraft]

Our dog Bec has been having health issues lately. Most symptoms were manageable, he was still happy and running around and eating until about a week ago when things took a turn for the worst.

He's lost so much weight, he refuses to eat and he can't even keep water down anymore. He's barely got the strength to move around and chooses to sleep most of the day.

He's very old and his quality of life has gone down astronomically in only a matter of months, and we don't want him to suffer with his health complications anymore. We got an estimate that it would cost somewhere between $500-600 to have him put down and cremated and we can't afford that right now.

Any possible donations would be appreciated beyond words. Even just sharing this post would mean the world to me. You can donate through my paypal.me link below. Thank you and God bless 💙

[warrior-cats-rewritten]

Hey. Semi-Serious post here. I'm gonna be quite frank, this is about the death of a real animal. My animal.

The one I made the dedication of WCR!Into The Wild for. Because the wounds are still so raw that I can barely get through typing this very sentence without feeling choked up. So... If this post isn't for you, enjoy the first cat picture, the rest will be under the cut.

Meet Cleo.

She was my best friend. I moved into her home when I was a child, and her being there got me through the ensuing abusive situation I'd found myself in. I quickly became her favorite person. She was always there for me, and I was always there for her. I read Warriors books to her.

I met someone online that I fell in love with, and planned to have them move here. I worried about Cleo, who was now getting on in her years, but still healthy and strong.

I was granted full, effective ownership of her, since she was never really registered with a breeder. An oopsie, runt of the litter kitten of a genuine bred Maine Coon, unknown father.

Plan fell through, immigrating to Canada is difficult and the economy was about to fall apart. So I made the choice to move to the UK.

I was then informed that I could not take Cleo with me, they said she was too old, and that the plane ride would be too much for her. She was roughly 14/15 years old and, again, healthy. This next part is hard to write.

I spent every day after that, for a year, spending as much time as she wanted with me. She got every cuddle and snuggle she wanted.

I still remember that last time I ever saw her, the night I left the country. I held her like a baby, because she liked that. I remember what the back of her neck smelled like (warm chocolate). I rubbed her belly, and whispered to her that I loved her, and promised to come back again and see her. Then I placed her on her favorite spot on the back of the chair, and left.

I got regular updates from my mom about her, but something was clear. When I was on the phone, I was not to call out to her, because when I did, it made her search the whole house, meowing and calling out for me, looking for me. The dogs never did that, just Cleo.

4 months away from home, she started peeing in... Odd places. Visible places. Like... Middle of the living room and on bathroom rug.

Mind you, she used to do that in front of her litter box as a protest when it wasn't clean enough for her liking. But... Not like that.

Other than that, normal behavior.

Then, about 6 months in, she started being weird with food. Still demanded it, of course, but... Wouldn't eat it. Mind you, there were times when she really was just happy to have the wet food there... And then go off and eat her kibble as if she hadn't just acted like she would die without her wet food. Typical, right?

After a week straight, and not much kibble eaten, it... Was concerning. I offered my mom to cover the cost of any medical bills she would need, but was told to not be 'ridiculous', that she was too old. That she didn't need a vet, that nothing would help.

7 months in. July 7th, 2023. Ordinary day, kinda fun, sunny out, a relaxing day where I wasn't looking at my phone much. My partner gets a text from my mom asking if I am around. I get a call from my mom.

She hadn't eaten in days. She wasn't in her box anymore. She was barely drinking. All her chub was gone, leaving my poor girl at only 5 pounds. A fraction of her weight.

My mom was not calling me to say goodbye. Goodbye had already been said. And I wasn't there.

I asked if my mom could bury her, so at the very least I could have something to visit when I got home.

To get Cleo's body back, it would have cost 200 dollars. She would be cremated, and her ashes not given back either. Gone.

The older woman next to me later said she had never, in all her years, heard a person wail and scream the way I had. I barely remember it, or anything after that. The grief is so bad that I feel chest pains, and my throat will close, I could cry myself hoarse still, just from thinking about her.

On one hand I don't want to feel this way anymore. On the other I feel horrific guilt about that, about wanting to "move on". I hate that term, it needs something new. Moving on isn't forgetting about them, it just means it doesn't hurt as badly anymore, but... What does THAT mean?

Below is the very last picture I have of her.

I'm sorry, Cleo. I'm sorry I couldn't help you. I sorry I wasn't there for you. I'm sorry I broke my promise. And I'm sorry I wasn't there to say goodbye.

I'll never forget you. I'll never love you any less.

It'll be hard to visit home without you in it.

If you read this post, thanks for listening. I'm really struggling with grief processing, even though it's been almost a year. 208 days as of today. She isn't the first I've lost, she won't be the last, but WCR is partially dedicated to her.

I hope you like the pictures of her, knowing how vain she was I'm sure she would enjoy me showing them off.

Bye guys.

[animalcremation]

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[wwhatevenisthis]

# # TRIGGER WARNING, PET DEATH

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TLDR: My house rabbit Sam passed away today (7th Dec 2023). I am utterly heartbroken, and on top of it all I still have to pay for his £1500 vet bills and his cremation.

I have an important announcement to make. My 9 year old house rabbit, Sam, crossed the rainbow bridge today. He passed away at home, comfortably in his blankets.

I went to feed him his food and medication at 12pm today, and I noticed he was breathing fast. I tried to give him some of his syringe food and water, but it was running out of his mouth. I stopped giving it him and noticed he was trying to breathe through his mouth and he was struggling. I was home alone, but I rang the vets anyway even though I knew I had no lift to get there. They said that I could send them a video of what his breathing was like to see if I needed to bring him in. I sent them some videos, and then held him close and gave him many cuddles and kisses, holding him close and telling him how much of a good boy he was. An hour passed, and I couldn't stand waiting any longer. I rang the vets back and said I wanted to bring him in, and I would ring my mum so I could take him in as soon as possible. I placed him back in his pen, gave him some head pats, and he started trying to move his head and his front end to get comfy. I left the room at 1:48pm to get all my things ready for the vets. I came back at 1:52pm, and Sam had passed away, wrapped in his blankets, in his comfy pen. He had waited for me to leave the room before he crossed the rainbow bridge. I tried to see if I could save him; I even tried bunny CPR on him. But he was gone. I held him close and cried, telling him how brave he was and how much I loved him.

Almost everyone in our family said goodbye. My mum came home shortly after with the dog, and she and I cried together. My brother told Sam to go play with Monty (my previous house rabbit who passed in October 2022) over the rainbow bridge. We even let Elsa (my other house rabbit and Sam's companion) see Sam one last time; she sniffed him and nudged him, but then started to freak out and got really stressed, so we had to put her back in her own pen. (She is doing better now, but I think she knows what has happened and is just as upset).

We eventually took Sam to the vets around 3pm, so we could get them to cremate him. All the vets there were really kind and sympathetic, and chalked it up to that the little guy just couldn't keep fighting any longer, even though he had been so strong before. They all told me how much of a good job I did trying to help Sam, with me getting up every 2 hours for the last 2 and a half weeks to feed him and make sure he was okay. They gave me some of his fur, let me give him some final head scritches and kisses, and I said one last goodbye to my little trooper.

My heart is in pieces tonight. He brought so much joy into mine and my family's life, and everyone who had met him utterly adored him. I adopted him in January 2023, and even though I knew him for just under a year, he has helped me stay positive and given me so much happiness and many fond memories. He has left pawprints on my heart, and I will never forget him. I am currently with Elsa, giving her all my love as I know she will need it after losing her best friend.

I am still having to pay for Sam's £1500 vet bills even after his passing as well as his cremation, and I have very little savings left.

I have been selling my things on E🅱️ay here

https://www.ebay.co.uk/usr/whatevenisthis

to help cover the cost, and I have set up a G0FundMe here

https://gofund.me/f3133dda

for people who would like to donate to help me out. Any and all help would be vastly appreciated, no matter how small. If you don't want to use the G0FundMe link, please I am also taking donations through PaypaI here

https://www.paypal.me/SBettney

Thank you all, and please give your pets some cuddles tonight, for me and for Sam. 🐇💜

[awakeningthevioletswithin]

My deepest condolences about your moms passing. I lost someone dear to me recently as well. You are not alone in your grief journey, and I wish you the best in your healing 🩵

I feel alone. I know I'm already breaking Jewish customs by having my mom cremated. I don't want to bury her though. I want her with me. But I can't sit Shiva for her. No one is coming to take care of the dogs or me so I can be quiet with my grief. I am in a panic about getting her cremation costs covered and I'm late on rent and still owe $3500. I wish the world would stop.

[jerktournament]

ROUND TWO - Dio Brando (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure) VS Dr. House (House M.D.)

!!! PROPAGANDA BELOW !!!

DIO: "Look at him in his gay little tank top and his stupid little elf shoes. Kicked a dog with full force once (also fucking cremated it (alive)) Poisoned his biological dad (deserved) and also his adoptive dad (oof) Cut some guy's head off (apparently while he himself was decapitated???), stole his body and attached it to himself (new ftm surgery just dropped) Master manipulator (apparently) Threw a whole road roller at a 16 year old (kind of a slay tbh) Canonically an absent father (not hot) God complex"

DR. HOUSE: "just the worst. the absolute worst. told parents whose son just killed himself it was their fault. referred to a girl with xy chromosomes who had just found out about that (bc it was killing her) as 'he' even though she was obviously in significant distress. those are just the two that come to mind most immediately. like he IS saving lives and all that but my god. at what cost"

[antigone-funn]

I put my dog down today. her name was Liberty. her birthday was the 4th of July. she was a Pembroke Welsh Corgi, she was 13, and I loved her so much. I still love her so much.

I had to take her to the vet yesterday because she had refused to eat her kibble all day Thursday. after an x-ray it was found that her bladder and liver were enlarged and distended. the vet told me it wasn't emergent and I could still have a month or two with her. she was doing well that morning, but after we got home she started to decline quickly. she refused her dinner even though I only offered her wet food and pumpkin. we both slept fitfully and this morning it was obvious she was uncomfortable and it was time for her to go.

I called out of work and found a clinic close by that was open (her regular vet is closed on the weekends) and I made the appointment to have her put down at 12:40 in the afternoon, just after they closed for the day so we would have privacy. she was able to eat some cheese (her favorite) in the few hours before we left. as I carried her into the car I noticed her gums had turned white. my roommate drove us. it cost $567.40 to have her put down and for her cremation. the vet at the clinic agreed that it was her time. it was fast, and I held her and talked to her the entire time.

I have a lock of her fur, her collar, an ink-stamped print of her paw I took two years ago, an ink-stamped nose print and a salt dough cookie with her paw print that I made this morning to remember her by, as well as countless photos and videos of her.

the whole time my roommate was driving us back home I told myself Libby wouldn't be there when we walked in the door, but as soon as we turned onto our street I got so happy for a split second to think that in just a minute I would see her again before I remembered. I keep looking at the floor next to my bed and expecting her to be there. I almost got up to make her dinner at 5:30 like I usually do. when I was getting ready for bed after showering I could have sworn I heard one of her "polite barks" through the bathroom door like I'm used to hearing. the timer for the night light she has clicked on about half an hour ago and I had to make myself unplug it.

I have kibble and canned food and cans of pumpkin and a pyrex of brown rice that I don't know what to do with. I have an unopened package of heartworm prevention that I don't think I will be able to get my money back for. I have her treats, her beds, her brushes, her bowls and her diapers. I don't know what do do with myself now that she's not here.

she was the best dog I could have ever asked for. I hope I will never forget how her "happy noises" sounded or how soft her ears were. how much she loved to run and nap while I petted her. I know she was bored for a lot of the time recently, as I have not been able to be home with her as much as I would've liked. I know it was her time. I know she is safe now. I know that I did all that I could for her.

I had to write this down so I could get it out of me.

Liberty, my most precious beautiful angel girl, I will always love you more than I could ever say. thank you for being my dog.

[theoasiswinds]

Hey darlings thanks so much for the encouragement from loosing our Clyde last night.

Just got an email from the vet, we didn't bring him back home after he passed away, we are having him cremated. It's not a snow winter here yet, but the ground is frozen solid so we couldn't bury him in the backyard.

And Its a company called eternal memories.

Anyhow it's 100 dollars for that and I have commissions available for 2 more days, so anyone who like a commission to help with this unexpected cost that would wonderful.

We don't plan on getting another cat, my son is so heartbroken, Clyde was a very unique cat, he would follow us to the park, he would stand between my kids and dogs, very protective. It's going to be a tough time.

[icymusicdiary]

current driving playlist

…And You Will Know Us By The Trail of Dead --- "Heart in the Hand of the Matter"; "Days of Being Wild"; "Relative Ways"

Afrorack --- "Rev" and "Desert"

Aho Ssan --- "Tetsuo II"

Alberich --- "Chilsong Chamber"

Alice Glass --- "Remains"

Andy Stott --- Luxury Problems

Annabelle Playe --- Geyser

Ansome --- Selections from Hounds of the Harbor

Arvo Part --- Tabula Rasa mvmt 1, Magnificat for Choir, Annum per Annum for Organ

Austra --- Selections from Feel It Break

Autechre --- Selections from Exai

Author & Punisher --- Selections from Krüller

Bach --- Selections from the Sonatas and Partitas for Solo Violin; Selections from the Well-Tempered Clavier

Beethoven --- Kreutzer Sonata mvmt 1; Symphony 9; Grosse Fuge; Selections from String Quartets opp 127, 130, and 131

Blanck Mass --- "Hush Money"

Bolis Pupul --- "Frogs" and "Ma Tau Wai Road"

Candy Claws --- Selections from Ceres and Calypso in the Deep Time

Carter Tutti Void --- Triumvirate

Chastity --- "Sun Poisoning" and "Strife"

Cherry Glazerr --- I Don't Want You Anymore

CHVRCHES --- "Lies"; "Recover"; "Clearest Blue"

Clark --- "Slap Drones"

Closet Witch --- "Personal Machu Picchu"; "Daylilies"; "Dogs Running"

Cloud Rat --- Do Not Let Me Off the Cliff: Deluxe Edition and "Luminescent Cellar"

Coheed and Cambria --- "A Favor House Atlantic"; "The Afterman"; "Welcome Home"; "Key Entity Extration III: Vic the Butcher"; "The Suffering"

Connesson --- Selections from Pour Sortir au Jour

Cremation Lily --- "I Need to Stop Blaming Myself"

Debby Friday --- Good Luck

Debussy --- Prélude à l'après-midi d'un faune

Diana Damrau --- "Der Hölle Rache"

Divide and Dissolve --- "We Are Really Worried About You"

Dobrinka Tabakova --- String Paths

Dolor --- "Pull Me In"

Eduardo Egüez --- Misa Criolla mvmt 2 and 3

Elbow --- "Grounds for Divorce"

Elusin --- Selections from Synfuels

Emma Ruth Rundle & Thou --- "Magickal Cost"; "Out of Existence"; "Orphan Limbs"

Ensemble La Chimera --- "Tonada El Diamante"; "En Aquel Amor"

Fever Ray --- "Kandy"; "Looking for a Ghost"; "Tapping Fingers"; "If I Had A Heart"; "Keep the Streets Empty for Me"

Giles Corey --- "No One Is Ever Going To Want Me"

glass beach --- Selections from plastic death

Gris --- Il était une forêt

HEALTH --- Selections from RAT WARS; "SLAVES OF FEAR"

Holy Fawn --- "Yawning"

IAMX --- "Insomnia"; "Surrender"; "Spit It Out"

Ictus --- Imperivm; Hambrientos De Un Sol Distinto; "Sed de Venganza"

Jai Paul --- "BTSTU (Edit)"; "Jasmine"

Joanna Newsom --- "The Things I Say"

Keygen Church --- Nel Nome Del Codice; "S E V E R K E T O R"

Kite --- "Hills"

KLANGPHONICS --- "Shapes in the Spray"

Lauren Bousfield --- "Another World is Possible - Presented by US Bank"

Lingua Ignota --- Selections from Sinner Get Ready; "Spite Alone Holds Me Aloft"; "All Bitches Die (Bitches All Die Here)"; "May Failure Be Your Noose"

Lone Pilgrim --- The World Is Not My Home

Lorn --- "Chhurch"

Lorn & Dolor --- Zero Bounce

Low --- "More"

LSDXOXO --- "Sick Bitch"

M. Lamar --- Negrogothic and Funeral Doom Spiritual

M.I.A. --- Selections from Kala

Mandy, Indiana --- Selections from i've seen a way

Marina & the Diamonds --- "Numb"

Menace Ruine --- The Die is Cast; Selections from Nekyia, Venus Armata, and Alight in Ashes

mewithoutYou --- Selections from Brother, Sister; "[dormouse sights]"; "Birnam Wood"; "Julia"

Millie & Andrea --- Drop the Vowels

Mitski --- "I Don't Smoke"; "Love Me More"; "Love Me More (Clark Remix)"; "Townie"; "My Body's Made of Crushed Little Stars"

Model/Actriz --- Dogsbody; "Damocles"; "Suntan"; "Amaranth (mmph remix)"

Oneohtrix Point Never --- "No Good"; "Sticky Drama"

Paula Temple --- Edge of Everything and Deathvox EP

Perfume Genius --- "Describe (A. G. Cook Remix)"

Pictureplane --- "Blade Addict (Crimson Mist)"

Powell --- "So We Went Electric"

Queens of the Stone Age --- "My God Is the Sun"; "If I Had a Tail"

R.E.M. --- Selections from Automatic for the People and Murmur

Rameau --- Selections from Hippolyte et Aricie

Renée Fleming --- "Ich ging zu ihm"

Respighi --- Concerto Gregoriano mvmt 3; "Gagliarda" and "Siciliana" from Ancient Airs and Dances; Violin Sonata in B Minor mvmt 2

Reverend Kristin Michael Hayter --- Selections from SAVED!

Rezz --- Selections from CAN YOU SEE ME?; "Let Me In"

Rossini --- Selections from Il Barbiere Di Siviglia

Run The Jewels --- Selections from Run the Jewels 2 and RTJ 4

Sällskapet --- "Die Zeit Vergeht"

Sarasate --- "Navarra"

Schnittke --- Concerto for Choir; "Credo" from the Requiem; Concerto Grosso 2 mvmt 1

Schubert --- Death and the Maiden Movements 1, 2 and 4; Symphony 8 Movement 1

Scriabin --- Piano Sonatas 5, 6, 7, and 9

seventh stitch --- Selections from murmuring chasms of nostalgia

Sharon Van Etten --- "Hands"

Sia --- "Chandelier"

Simon & Garfunkel --- "My Little Town"

Slowdive --- "Shanty"; "Prayer Remembered"; "The Slab"

Sprain --- Selections from The Lamb as Effigy

Stravinsky --- Selections from The Rake's Progress and Petrushka

The Comet is Coming --- "Angel of Darkness"; "The Hammer"

The Hormones --- "孤独的海"; "航夜"

The Killers --- "Sam's Town"; "Spaceman"

The Knife --- "Silent Shout"; "Marble House"; "Like a Pen"; "Full of Fire"

The Visit --- Through Darkness Into Light

This Thing Called Dying --- "Menneske"; "The Art of Looking the Other Way"

Thou --- Umbilical; Selections from Inconsolable

Torres --- Selections from What an enormous room and Silver Tongue

TR/ST --- "Shoom"

Tzafu --- Selections from Impermanence

Tzusing --- Selections from 東方不敗, A Name Out of Place Collected, and 绿帽 Green Hat

Vampire Weekend --- "Unbelievers"; "Hudson"; "Gen X Cops"; "Capricorn"

Wolf Parade --- Selections from At Mount Zoomer and Apologies to the Queen Mary

Wolves in the Throne Room --- "Initiation at Neudeg Alm"

Yellow Swans --- Left Behind; Out of Practice I; Out of Practice II

Young Galaxy --- "Hard To Tell"; "In Fire"

Ysaye --- Sonata 1 for solo violin mvmt 2, 3, and 4; Sonatas 2, 4, 5, and 6 for solo violin