I never wanted a dog, my father and brothers did, and I didn't want to get attached to her.

But dear god, I loved that good girl from the moment I saw her in a cardboard box next to my bed.

I thought the last scare we had with her at the start of the year made me run out of tears for her.

But I was so wrong.
Just typing this is... tough.

This dog has been with us for almost half of my life.

When my mother called me this morning to tell me what the vet told my dad I surprised myself because I didn't cry and wasn't even sad.
It just made sense, she was too old and her health was bad so it wasn't a surprise.
It was the right thing to do so she wouldn't suffer any more

My dad, my younger brother and I took her to the vet today and she was sedated.
We stayed by her side while she fell asleep.
It was way quicker than I thought but it still broke me.

Seeing her there, with her eyes looking at nothing, not moving.... Fuck...

Thanks!
Seriously when I saw myself in the mirror I had a silly laugh cause I couldn't believe it XD

Also I have no idea why my phone camera decided that today was not the day to focus and work as it should....

I had to look up "bestow" cause I'm pretty sure it's the first time I've ever written that word down XD

DON'T send messages asking if there are slots left. You sent me your idea and I'll tell you if there's any slot left.

I insist, any message that doesn't specify the idea, type and details of the commission you want will be ignored.

Here you have an alt version and a close up cause they look so pretty ^^

It's different here in Spain but I already on it.
I have a lot to do next Monday.

They have a weird process to do it but I have to go and fill some paperwork before that...bit weird.
I'm gonna meet a lawyer friend of my father first