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apostle83

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Midnight died tonight. I hired a guy to come help me with our network issues, and I locked myself out of the office. He came downstairs to let me in, and Midnight ran outside. I couldn't catch him. He was hit by a gal speeding through at about 2x the posted speed limit. The bitch didn't even stop.

I tried to catch him. He went across the street and almost got hit. He's so fast. He was in a cornered area I was trying to make it to. He saw me running for him, and he loved to play chicken. He ran for me. I saw the car so far ahead. I knew it was going to hit him. I waved. I screamed stop. I yelled bloody murder. She just kept coming.

I told sweety. She said she was glad I didn't get hit trying to catch him.

I wish I'd died. I feel so miserable. I let her baby puppy die.
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I had to come back to the office to get my keys. The guy is still here trying to work. I told him it was ok, that I didn't blame him. I'm just going through the cycle of events. We were missing an install disk for server. I had a buddy with the disk we were missing (I think it came missing a disk from Microsoft. I really do.) I mean, what are the fucking odds? What are the odds the dog would follow a stranger down stairs? He was such a sweet dog, so friendly... I was talking to a nursing home about bringing him to visit residents. :(

I mean not a little over an hour ago he was running around, tail in the air, peppy and playing. Now he's in a box on my front seat. Under the box is his blood on the leather from where I put him to take him to the emergency room.

Midnight II. He was a rescue dog. He had knee problems. But he was so sweet. He was what you call a lover dog - he just loved people, he always wanted to lick your face, curl up in your lap... he just loved people.
 
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I just can't bring myself to go back down. I can't really call anyone right now, the guy is sitting next to me. He feels like shit, you can tell. If I call someone I'll start bawling and I don't want to make him feel worse. :(
 
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I had to come back to the office to get my keys. The guy is still here trying to work. I told him it was ok, that I didn't blame him. I'm just going through the cycle of events. We were missing an install disk for server. I had a buddy with the disk we were missing (I think it came missing a disk from Microsoft. I really do.) I mean, what are the fucking odds? What are the odds the dog would follow a stranger down stairs? He was such a sweet dog, so friendly... I was talking to a nursing home about bringing him to visit residents. :(

I mean not a little over an hour ago he was running around, tail in the air, peppy and playing. Now he's in a box on my front seat. Under the box is his blood on the leather from where I put him to take him to the emergency room.

Midnight II. He was a rescue dog. He had knee problems. But he was so sweet. He was what you call a lover dog - he just loved people, he always wanted to lick your face, curl up in your lap... he just loved people.

That is so very sad. You have my prayers and condolences, Apostle. :(


J.
 
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Yeah, lost a pet last year. Know how you feel. You aren't alone. And nothing worse than trying to stop an accident you can see coming and it happens anyway.

Really sorry about it all. Life sometimes just throws stuff at you out of nowhere.

Take it easy.
 
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He's in a box. In my fucking Audi. Dead. :'(


Just calm down and don't dwell too strongly on it, you'll only feel worse.
I don't know how you feel about it, but to me, there is a place in heaven for these animals, and they feel no pain, they have no troubles, they just live and play happily, at the feet of the Master.

J.
 
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Shit...

I am crying about Midnight with you apostle. I am sure Midnight is now in doggie heaven along with my beloved boyhood pal Smokey. It is where all the best ones go.
 
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I got my girlfriend a ticket to come down tomorrow for he burial. :( It's the first time she's ever been traveling to me that I dread seeing her.
Last time I went to the airport I carried Midnight into her. It's gonna be so hard at the baggage claim this time.
 
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Did you have to change the title to "my dog is dead?" Seriously man, I don't want to see that even though its true. :(
 
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Just F***.

I would just rather not see it referred to as only my dog. He was more than that to me. :(
 
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The last picture of Midnight I have, I won't post. The guy who I hired to work on our network picked him up, and it's actually of him holding him.
 
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