So I get this phone call at work

It's from my brother. The youngest brother. He asked me if I could do him a favor. I hate it when he says that. So I said "sure, what ever" well something like it.

He asked me if I could come home and take my dog in to have him put down.

Well back that train the fuck up!

Oh and this was around 3:45pm, I get off at 5:00.

So, I called my mom to see what was up. My dad too.

Personally, I'm not to keen on putting animals down. More of a let nature take it's course type of guy. Unless it's well....bad. That's all I'll say about that. But, I am pro choice. I remember giving a speech back in my college days on the subject of euthanasia. I fucking rocked that speech. I even dressed up. Had a white long sleeved shirt on with a red tie, I believe. Yeah, I got an "A" on that speech.

So I leave work about 30 min early. So I could get home a lil faster. I also thought that my doggie was worth the $8 that I'd lose for leaving early.

So, I don't know just how old he is. He has got to be in the upper teens. 16 or 17 would be my guess. He's been an outside dog, farm dog, inside dog. He's been around. So, his day is coming. It's just going to happen, fact of life...or death (but that's a much darker way of looking at it;) ).

So I came home, and seeing that he can't hear me all that well. It took a few secs for him to come out of what ever he was doing. I got him some water. He seems fine...well as fine as an old dog. His days are numbered. I even went and got him some canned dog food. You know that whole last meal deal :P

And now for the morbid look at it. I could take him to the vet. But I'm sure they wont do it out of the goodness of their heart. I got NO extra money for anything. And he is old. So after talking to my mom and dad, he is going to stay here. Where he is home. This way he can be around the other dogs the he knows. I'm not too sure how much that mean in doggie world, but I would think it means something.

Shit, in a few weeks I'm going to have to give up my cats. Well I got homes for them, but still. It's not the same. At the same time I know I can't have them. If I go out on a ship for a month at a time, what are they going to do? It just wont work out. Kind of a bummer.

I guess I could always find me a girl or something. One that could find their own food. One that could brush her self would be nice too.

I got some pictures of him. I'll put them up tomorrow.