My dog, Gus, dying. He's about 10 now, and I know he can't live forever, but that's my biggest fear. I've never lost a pet that really meant a lot to me, only hamsters, fish and that sort of thing, so I honestly don't know how I'll cope when it is his time.
But as for little stuff:
- Flying Bugs (when I found out roaches could fly I didn't sleep for days)
- Shots, not needles, but shots. I'm fine having blood drawn, but tell me your puting something in my body instead of taking something out, I freak.
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on Sun Oct 12, 2008 3:03 am, edited 1 time in total.