When we were little my sister used to cry every time when the cat Sassy (can't believe I remember that) went over the waterfall. I too found it sad, but my sister's crying made it funny to me, so I'd laugh instead.
Same thing with Milo and Otis, but I watched Homeward Bound more when I was a kid.
I now must re-watch both these films. The fact that I had almost forgotten about them makes me sadder than the death of the acting animals. Though their bodies cease to function they can live in our memories, but once forgotten they truly die.
Andrew you were the cutest kid EVER. I missed the thread.
Sadness, my aunt died pretty unexpectedly last week, the funeral was yesterday. She had breast cancer, but she caught it at stage 2 and knew lots of people who had overcome it (she was a nurse), so we all felt pretty good about her getting over it. She went ahead and got a double mastectomy since she figured that would initially get rid of a lot of it. Then she had her first round of chemo and died from an infection that she couldn't fight that spread to her organs. Man. I haven't been too emotional over it, really, but... it just really really sucks. I feel worse for my uncle; he was the type of guy that's so nerdy with very little social skills, and they never had any kids so she meant the world to him. When I found out, the first thing that I felt was sympathy for him.
Very sad. I keep thinking about it randomly through my day, ever since I found out Thursday morning. Teh suck.
You should poop in his bed. and don't tell him, let him find out on his own. but yoi should get out of the bed wafter you poop in it. That'll treach him not to bed out of his bed when you're in his bed.
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Well that, and it turned around pretty fast if you know what I mean.
Knowing that I'm going to die some day.
You know what makes me sad? Knowing that half the people I hate will live longer than me.
YOU BITCH.
I now must re-watch both these films. The fact that I had almost forgotten about them makes me sadder than the death of the acting animals. Though their bodies cease to function they can live in our memories, but once forgotten they truly die.
Sadness, my aunt died pretty unexpectedly last week, the funeral was yesterday. She had breast cancer, but she caught it at stage 2 and knew lots of people who had overcome it (she was a nurse), so we all felt pretty good about her getting over it. She went ahead and got a double mastectomy since she figured that would initially get rid of a lot of it. Then she had her first round of chemo and died from an infection that she couldn't fight that spread to her organs. Man. I haven't been too emotional over it, really, but... it just really really sucks. I feel worse for my uncle; he was the type of guy that's so nerdy with very little social skills, and they never had any kids so she meant the world to him. When I found out, the first thing that I felt was sympathy for him.
Very sad. I keep thinking about it randomly through my day, ever since I found out Thursday morning. Teh suck.