Trouble In Heaven

I guess I just needed to do this. I present to you my dog, Trouble. He died years ago around this time back when I was younger, but I never gave him any peace. Why, because I still mourn him and never got over his death. I mean who would, if you knew how he died. I think it's time that I give him that peace and do what I couldn't years ago, draw and write about it and get it out of my system.

So what happened that tragic day...

I had woken up to a very nice summer day, I remember it just like it was yesterday. I went out in the morning to go feed him (he had to stay outside due to my severe Asthma and allergies, this was one reason I still blame myself for it) Well, right away I knew something was wrong with him, he was not his playful, energetic self. Instead, he was outside, laying on the floor, as if he was tired. All he could do was lift his head and look up at me, as if saying "I don't feel good today." So, I ran back inside and told my dad. He went out to have a look at him and came back in with a face I didn't want to see. He told me that he had found worms coming out of his anus and that he might of had rabies. He didn't have to say it, but I knew my baby wasn't going to make it through the day. (This was also on a Sunday, when the vet was closed, coincidentally). So (and to this day, I think he did it on purpose) my dad took us to the park to have a picnic. I could not get him out of my mind though. We went back, and I saw that my guy was not outside, but inside his doghouse from where I was standing. My dad told me to help my mom unpack and that he would go see him. A few hours later, my dad came back inside and told me what I knew already was going to happen. He had died while we were on our trip, and buried him in the backyard. We went out to mourn him and placed a few flowers on his grave. I cried on my dad's shoulder and ran to my room. I isolated myself for a few days, cried, heard his barks at night, and stood at his grave everyday.

So there u go, I didn't find out till days later what had caused his worms. My neighbor had told me that he had shot some wild raccoon days after to this that was running around the neighborhood. My dog was scratched by it. Til then, whenever I see a raccoon, I remember this day. But he is in a happy place now, peeing everywhere he can cause he was one territorial son of a bitch, lol!

So, Rest In Peace Trouble, we all miss you.