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A friend who dies, it's something of you who dies.
-Gustave Flaubert

I want to tell you why I made this pic but I'm too depressed because it all happened yesterday... Let's just say I've lost someone special... but at least I was able to say goodbye...

EDIT 5.29.14 (in the afternooooooon)

The reason I made this poster is venting out what I had to deal with yesterday. It's all about my dog. Over a month ago,she was developing puss all over her lower jaw and we thought it would go away but it didn't . It got worse and worse and we had no choice but to take her to the vet. When we got her to the vet, it turns out the puss is actually a tumor. I mean, a huge malignant tumor. The vet gave us two options: remove the tumor but also means removing half of her lower or put her down. Neither of those choices were easy. The first option would've been worse for her because she would've suffered more and wouldn't eat at all. It's scary to even imagine her jawless. There was no choice so we had to put her down.

Even though she's at an old age , she's still fine but with that tumor, she is suffering and we have to give her up... When we got home, we gave her last meal and I told her my goodbye to her (but it didn't look like she listened :/ ) . The vet came and my brother and my dad took her outside to put her to sleep. I didn't watch her die because I was comforting my mom and due to her condition she couldn't handle the stress as she used to. When it was all over, my dad had to bury our dog and as I watched from a distance, I feel bad for him because I yelled at him the other day for not seeing this whole situation sooner and they were more attached to each other than any of us in the family.

I had to remove everything that reminded me of her as a healing and to disinfect the house from the cancer which nobody knew until this point. We all tried to move on as much as we could but no matter what we do, we still believe she is still around . Leaving her as a memory is just too painful to let her go of since we basically grew up with her ever since my previous dog died when I was little and I barely remembered her. The scarier thing is I hallucinated hearing her footsteps and seeing her in the spots where she used to be. Thus, I wasn't able to sleep that night so I made this poster to remind myself she lived a good life and now she's in a better place and the fact we all have to move on as a brand new day awaits for us on the sunrise. It was originally supposed to rain and clouds n stuff but I was too lazy to make rain effects and I don't like making sad pictures . In this situation, it's like I have to make this as well as practicing how to use color corrections and making that sun effect (which I'm proud of c: ).

If you misunderstood that my friend was a human being, then I apologize for not saying earlier. It was my dog . A mixed breed of a black Labrador and some other unknown breed. 14 years old in dog years, 98 in human years. A part our family in which now cannot be recovered except for the memories and the good life we had with her.. I'm really .. no.. We're all really gonna miss her . Who know how long it would take to move on but it is the best thing to do .

Thanks for understanding.

Description
A friend who dies, it's something of you who dies.
-Gustave Flaubert

I want to tell you why I made this pic but I'm too depressed because it all happened yesterday... Let's just say I've lost someone special... but at least I was able to say goodbye...

EDIT 5.29.14 (in the afternooooooon)

The reason I made this poster is venting out what I had to deal with yesterday. It's all about my dog. Over a month ago,she was developing puss all over her lower jaw and we thought it would go away but it didn't . It got worse and worse and we had no choice but to take her to the vet. When we got her to the vet, it turns out the puss is actually a tumor. I mean, a huge malignant tumor. The vet gave us two options: remove the tumor but also means removing half of her lower or put her down. Neither of those choices were easy. The first option would've been worse for her because she would've suffered more and wouldn't eat at all. It's scary to even imagine her jawless. There was no choice so we had to put her down.

Even though she's at an old age , she's still fine but with that tumor, she is suffering and we have to give her up... When we got home, we gave her last meal and I told her my goodbye to her (but it didn't look like she listened :/ ) . The vet came and my brother and my dad took her outside to put her to sleep. I didn't watch her die because I was comforting my mom and due to her condition she couldn't handle the stress as she used to. When it was all over, my dad had to bury our dog and as I watched from a distance, I feel bad for him because I yelled at him the other day for not seeing this whole situation sooner and they were more attached to each other than any of us in the family.

I had to remove everything that reminded me of her as a healing and to disinfect the house from the cancer which nobody knew until this point. We all tried to move on as much as we could but no matter what we do, we still believe she is still around . Leaving her as a memory is just too painful to let her go of since we basically grew up with her ever since my previous dog died when I was little and I barely remembered her. The scarier thing is I hallucinated hearing her footsteps and seeing her in the spots where she used to be. Thus, I wasn't able to sleep that night so I made this poster to remind myself she lived a good life and now she's in a better place and the fact we all have to move on as a brand new day awaits for us on the sunrise. It was originally supposed to rain and clouds n stuff but I was too lazy to make rain effects and I don't like making sad pictures . In this situation, it's like I have to make this as well as practicing how to use color corrections and making that sun effect (which I'm proud of c: ).

If you misunderstood that my friend was a human being, then I apologize for not saying earlier. It was my dog . A mixed breed of a black Labrador and some other unknown breed. 14 years old in dog years, 98 in human years. A part our family in which now cannot be recovered except for the memories and the good life we had with her.. I'm really .. no.. We're all really gonna miss her . Who know how long it would take to move on but it is the best thing to do .

Thanks for understanding.