dog eat god
12/30/2003---10:55 PM
This is my new friend. I have been thinking of calling her Fella. She was starved by some freaks and rescued by the officers at the animal shelter. She is sleeping in front of the heater in a pile of blankets in my kitchen. I get up every once in while to make sure that she is still breathing. I don't want to get my hopes up. She is so malnourished. She wasn't able to stand on her own, her body has no muscle. Only skin and bone. I went out to get some Pedialyte and when I got home she had dragged herself across my carpet to shit far away from her bed. Dogs are like that. Even though she can't hardly stand she didn't want to make her bed dirty. At one point she she made a huge effort to come over so she could rest her head in my lap.She seemed to be apologizing for not being a better dog.
"Oy! How can you say there are reasons for suffering? What about the countless small, innocent children lost in the Holocaust? I just can't buy it! "
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