Thursday, August 30, 2007

Obituary
n. pl. o·bit·u·ar·ies
A published notice of a death, sometimes with a brief biography of the deceased.

My dog is dying, not dead.
She'll be dead by tomorrow if I can predict it.

She's a ragamuffin mongrel that doesn't really belongs to me.
Technically, she's my neighbor's dog's pup. But since my neighbor's dog stays, eats, sleeps and bathes at my place, consequently, so does she.
She might as well belong to us. (Even has a cage of her own).

She's dying because she's contracted some doggy disease (bloody shit and foamy puke).
She looks pitiful, I hope death is swift.

Her name is Brownie because we never got around to name her properly (I wasn't there that time so I didn't think of that name). Cute as a pup, not so cute as a nearly-adult.

How I shall miss ye dearly for the 2 months I've known you.
Farewell dog,


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