So my dog, Lexi Rain, just died on November 3 08, but I don't know why I'm telling you this. the point is that dogs are heart breakers. I mean, I love them, but when something happens to them, you feel sad and betrayed. I know that there are a lot of people out there that have felt like that, and not only about dogs, either. But I got a new puppy, and His name is Jax, he's a German Shepard and Rottweiler mix. When he's almost two or even one, he's going to be huge! But it pains me to see him, because Lexi used to look down on the cats, ears up, head cocked to one side, and he does the same thing. When you call his name, He'll cock his head to the side and again, just like Lexi, he seems to be saying "What?" With his eyes. Jax begs just like her, for god's sake! But I can suck it up and deal, because Lexi was every thing that hurt me so bad emotionally the first time around, and yet, even though they look exactly alike, Jax is every thing that healed me physically the second time around. I truthfully do believe that somehow, Lexi lives on through a little piece of Jax.
(...Looking back and reading this, I just might take my mom's advice and become A psychiatrist...)
