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Saturday, July 09, 2005

Dog

My boyfriends mums dog had to be put down yesterday, we had to go round to her house because she was distraught. The little westie was lying in her basket in the kitchen and she looked very cute, I gave her a stroke and said goodbye to her. She was a strange one, not one of these who would have a stroke off anyone, she was very fussy about who she associated with. If you tried to stroke her she'd just bugger off somewhere, I think it was because she didn't know me well, maybe she was shy?? When she stayed with us when bf's mum ws on holiday, she would cry if b.f went out, I was never good enough for her!
Anyway, I felt very awkward when we went round there, didn't know what to say, there were lots of awkward silences. She loved that dog like a child and was very traumatised. My mobile kicked off with it's obscenly silly ringtone in the midst of all the tears in the kitchen, oops :/
When b'f's stepdad went out to go to work he pointed at the dog and said ''hey, no barking when I get home you'' (hee hee) I bet he's in for a bollocking when he gets in!!!
Oh I wish I could go to sleep, I'll give it a try now.

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