So I made my last post at about 1 A.M. on the 15th of March. I got up at about 11, ready to head out to L.A. for rehearsal...except that never happened. I was laying in bed chatting with my mom when my dog Prince came in and coughed. I was used to hearing him cough, for quite a while now he'd been coughing due to a slow-growing tumor in his lung. The vet had said he would probably outlive it, but I guess he was wrong. After he coughed, Prince began breathing funny. I decided it would be best to stay home and I spent the day with him. He got a little warm turkey, I brushed him, I blew bubbles for him (he loooved to chase bubbles), I petted him, and I laid with him. At around 4 PM, he died. He was around 12 or 13 years old. I miss that darn little mutt, he was my baby. I had him for about 9 and a half years and he was basically the first pet that was all mine. We had a very special bond. I'm glad that he went on his own, the thought of putting animals to sleep bothers me. He got to go laying on his favorite little couch, with his little blanket on him, and me and both my parents there petting him and comforting him.
It's been a tough week, to say the least. He was part of the family and I'll miss him very much. I'm trying to decide the best place to put his ashes, I got them back yesterday. I want to see if I can find a good picture of the two of us too, to set next to his little metal box. I guess I'll have a whole little shrine, haha, because I have his collar and a lock of his fur too.
Wasn't he adorable?
Anyways...yeah. I'm dealing pretty well I guess. Starting next Sunday I have uber-long rehearsals, before they were just from 1:15 to 4:15 but now I'll be there until 7:15...so my Sundays are shot until the end of May, and then I just have to be there from 4:15 to 7:15. Fun stuff. Now I'm going to go feed my Quantum Leap addiction, see you all later.
