I stumbled downstairs, groggy and still somewhat tired as I rubbed away the sleep... 9 am..why is he up at 9 am?! Him and his habits..
Soon as I entered the kitchen a smell hit me.it was a dead rotting smell, what the hell...? Once I gather my thoughts and sight I could see it, oh my god what the hell?! A d-dog? A DEAD dog. Where did he find this?
"M-MAX..??!" I cried out, I need an explanation..I need one and NOW before I call the police. But to my surprise, no answer.
"MAX." Im getting impatient. Why won't he answer?! Just as I picked up the house phone to dial 911 he came in through the front door...
"Max..there you are. What. The. HELL. Is this?!" I pointed to the dog lying motionlessly on the counter, absolutely disgusting. Why did he take it in?
"ANSWER ME." I didn't mean to yell..I just- I'm worried and frustrated, he won't know that though. it's best to admit him into a mental hospital now than later...until..I looked a bit closer at him. He was crying..w-why?
"..I-im sorry. It..It didn't-" I could barely hear him between sobs and gasps, he's full on crying now.. and he's crying a lot.
"Hey.. calm down. Talk." I tried to reassure him, tell him it's alright. I'm still admitting him to a mental hospital though.
"I tried to save it..I didn't know how long it was on the side of the road..it was breathing and I wanted to help it live.." So that's why.. it must've died while he was gone..I walked over to him and pulled him into a hug..I could feel him hug me back as he continued to cry..
"It's fine..just..you can't save everything. Let's give it a burial?.." Its the only thing I could think of right now, it clearly helped though as he finally stopped sobbing to look at me..
"R-really?" He sounds so hurt.. I wish it lived now.. but not everything has a happy ending.
"Yeah. Cmon." I went ahead to the shed for a shovel so I could dig a hole for him as I watched him carry the dog's lifeless body outside
We had planted a beautiful tree ontop..
