my cat is dying.
death is never pretty, no matter how unattached you are to it.
today she urinated all over herself, and now spreads the stench wherever she goes.
it isn't pleasant.
death, though the end of life, would be a relief.
the end of something awful,
something ugly,
a dying life.
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I didn't mean to laugh when I read this. But I did.
i know. it's so richly pathetic. it'll all be over tomorrow. r.i.p. fat sugar.
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