Now the dog is back on expensive allergy medication and the scratch-fest has come to an end, and the cat who also got a flea-bath for no other reason than that she was around, has a very legitimate reason to hate me.
I thought that after I did I would have this craving to write a blog entry about her, or about the experience of putting her down, but I haven't had any such craving.
It's strange because the lead-up was so intense, so troubling, as close to a moral crisis as I've ever experienced, and maybe my hesitance is because I don't think I can do justice to all the different feelings and thoughts I had in the months leading up to the decision.
She was one of the most wonderful creatures I have ever had the pleasure of knowing, but she was also bound up with painful memories about my family, and uncomfortable memories about my behavior when I was a young adult and a teenager.
I am a harsh critic of my work as far as the stand-up habit is concerned. So while you might think I have let that activity lapse the opposite is true, I have been working as hard as ever, it's just that I think most of my sets are kind of crappy when I review them at home.
Last week however, I finally did a set that I think hit all the bases. It was funny, quick, in time and on topic. Yay!
As far as the rest of my life is concerned, things are okay.
By okay I mean, not exactly as I would like them to be, but I am learning some interesting new life lessons that I think are going to serve me well in the future.
I know I am being cryptic aren't I, well fuck alls y'alls I am not writing a relationship blog am I?
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