
( So, I think I have the flu. All weekend I was sweating in my 72 degree house wearing shorts and a tank top. BF was over all weekend until he found out that his dog (the one him and his ex-wife share) was dying. The vet just found lung cancer, and it had already spread by the time BF's ex-wife brought in the dog. So, Sunday, the only day of the week we get to spend all day together, I dropped him off at 10:30am so he can hang out with his dog for (probably) the last time. Maybe it's just me being sick and a little out of it, but I can't help feel a little bit of "hallelujah". I mean, I am so sad for him, he was really broken up about this dog, he was crying! But, the death of this dog also means that there is no longer any tie between him and her and I can't help feeling happy about that part. Which makes me feel like a total asshole.
And now, I'm sitting at work, trying not look like I'm a sweaty mess (I don't have PTO and no one usually stops at my desk anyway, so I don't feel like I'm spreading anything), I want to crawl in bed and sleep.
Re: It Never ENDS!
Also i totally dont think less of you about the dog thing. I would be the same way, and who knowd maybe once things are financially stable you two can adopt a new dog together.
He just had to drive five hours to rescue his ex's dog because her parents were abusing the dog and this girl is nuts and wouldn't protect the dog.
I'm also hoping she goes away now that the dog issue isn't still out there. I know my ex considered the dog his and shes a good dog so I'm glad she's back.
However it's really hard being home all day with my well-behaved dog, and his two rambunctious teenaged dogs. I'm 33 weeks along and miserable anyway.
I wouldn't feel bad about seeing that relationship no longer have any ties. Losing a fur baby is hard, but I get where you're coming from.