BKSir
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Joined: 4/8/2008 From: Salt Lake City, UT Status: offline
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I hate it when every time I look at the clock, it's another hour closer to my pet leaving for at least a month and a half... I know, I should just shut the hell up about this, but, it's driving me nuts. I'm going to be a total basket case while he's gone... I hate that I'm not going to look up and see him sitting there, or notice him doing something out of the corner of my eye and look and he'll be making some silly face, or have a goofy grin, and I can't help but laugh. I hate that I'm going to miss getting up to use the restroom in the morning, and coming back in to the bedroom unsure of whether or not to just get up and seeing him laying there, reaching out for me and whimpering, and crawling back into bed and him wrapping around me and giving that happy "Mmmmm" sound. I hate that I won't be albe to just watch him be insanely happy over something as stupid as deviled eggs or chicken alfredo and garlic bread. I hate that I hate that I won't be able to have him just sit in front of me on the floor while I'm in my chair, and brushing his curly, unmanagable, evil, beautiful hair. I hate that he's leaving, just because he's from canada and visa paperwork takes for fucking EVER! I hate that I can't just hold him in my arms and keep him here forever. I hate that even though I know he'll be back, it feels like he's going to be away forever.
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