Showing posts with label loss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label loss. Show all posts

Wednesday, 21 November 2012

Bye Pippa

I was just down the vets with my girlfriend while her 14 year-old dog, Pippa, got put down. I never liked dogs (in particular Doberman Pinschers, but Pippa was a Border Collie), but I was there while she got put down, unlike with Tiga, the 16 year old Tabby who got put down just over two years ago. I loved her, more than I ever loved anything or anyone else, but I wasn't there when she died, I never attended the little funeral my mum held for her, and I never found out she had died until a month afterwards.
Just before Dana and I left the Room where Pippa was, the vet talked about her cat, who she had to put down, I'd absolutely hate to put down my own pet. That short little story of her cat made me sad, because it reminded me of Tiga, the only one who never scolded me when I did wrong, was always there when I wanted comforting, and when I was cold, she would sit on my lap and act as a hot water bottle to warm me up.
I miss Tiga, and I know Dana misses Pip' already...

Monday, 5 December 2011

A Feeling Ever So Strange

This has been an odd day for me, at 07:38 this morning I received an email from Jazz telling me it's over. And I didn't care. She said our relationship was going no where, but she wouldn't let it go anywhere because about 3 weeks ago she dumped me as a publicity stunt since her family and friends all of a sudden hate me. So we spent the last 3 weeks in "secret". All she would of had to do is talk to her family and convince them to like me, they did until they heard the rumours, which I won't bother explaining. At least she took the blame for the cock up, which means that my third "proper" relationship wasn't screwed up by me, just the others.
Overall I'm currently happy, which is odd, I shouldn't be happy, I just got disconnected from my life's greatest relationship so far. Then again I was originally planning to just walk up to Jazz and her friends and just dump so they knew that we were still together, and they didn't know.
Apparently I'm in a band, well the band has been an idea for about 8 months, but we've finally decided to do this. I somehow doubt it will last too long though since one of the vocalists doesn't really like me and may cause a scene, when he leaves the others may just get annoyed and forget about the band idea, but I don't care about that either.
I'm the Bassist.