100% agree. This and the 9/11 Memorial.Prolly did mention this at the time, but going through the Frank house in Amsterdam is one of the most moving couple hours in mookie’s life
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The Dead Thread 2024
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Kepler
Si certus es dubita
Katherine Short, 42. Martin's daughter. Fuck suicide.
MissThundercat
Are the cis okay?
Neil Sedaka, 86.
Had hits like Calendar Girl.
Had hits like Calendar Girl.
French Rage
NICKERSON HAS [CENSORED]
Impressive you pick three people still very much alive.
French Rage
NICKERSON HAS [CENSORED]
Trump had him killed so people would stop talking about his Epstein parties with the same name.
Kepler
Si certus es dubita
We have discovered the secret of eternal life. Make shitty music. < Checks on Paul McCartney >
state of hockey
He fixes the cable?
I’m not sure I’d consider Frankie as “very much” still alive.
SonofSouthie
Misanthrope
Legendary football coach, commentator Lou Holtz dies at 89
Lou Holtz, the quick-witted college football coach who led Notre Dame to a national championship in 1988 and burnished his reputation as a master at rebuilding programs, has died at the age 89, his family said Wednesday.
aparch
Acetaminamerican
My wife and I lost a piece of our hearts yesterday. Our dog of nine years, a 12 year old Terrier mix, declined very quickly this week and x-rays found her to have a massive fluid build up, a terminal hemorrhage, in her chest cavity. The vet got her comfortable and let my wife and I say our goodbyes yesterday afternoon.
She was the happiest, go-luckiest, little lover girl ever. All she wanted was to know she was loved, to love on you and leave some fur ("glitter"), lick you, and demand belly rubs.
We never understood how her original owner could have not cared about her. She was a "stray" from Tennessee whose owner couldn't be bothered to pay the leash fee. Rescued from Tennessee to a foster group here in Illinois, we fostered her to get her heartworm treatments and fell in love with her (and she complimented our first foster fail).
She was our parrot on car rides: standing on the center console leaning against us as we drove. She was our fur missle in drive through lanes: we had to fight to keep her from making Starbucks or Dairy Queen a self serve station. She was our Monterey Jack from Chip & Dale Rescue Rangers: she could hear and smell the cheese from the refrigerator and practically floated toward you to sample it.
Its cruel how dogs are our best friends for such a short time, yet we're their best friends for their whole lives. She's the fourth dog I've loved and lost in my life, first one I was there to the bitter end. It's the suddenness of her loss that hurts the most. We should have been having quality/end of life discussions for our first dog, and Am-Staff mix, due to her hips/arthritis, not our spry Terrier.
Attached are photos of her photogenic self for a dog tax of reading my spilling of virtual ink. I don't know if it helps me grieve, but it doesn't hurt to try.
At the end, the vet said we did our best and there was nothing any of us could have done. She was proud of us for catching it at this point, she said typically she's seen owners hold on way too long making it even more devastating for the owners and unintentionally making the pet suffer.
She was the happiest, go-luckiest, little lover girl ever. All she wanted was to know she was loved, to love on you and leave some fur ("glitter"), lick you, and demand belly rubs.
We never understood how her original owner could have not cared about her. She was a "stray" from Tennessee whose owner couldn't be bothered to pay the leash fee. Rescued from Tennessee to a foster group here in Illinois, we fostered her to get her heartworm treatments and fell in love with her (and she complimented our first foster fail).
She was our parrot on car rides: standing on the center console leaning against us as we drove. She was our fur missle in drive through lanes: we had to fight to keep her from making Starbucks or Dairy Queen a self serve station. She was our Monterey Jack from Chip & Dale Rescue Rangers: she could hear and smell the cheese from the refrigerator and practically floated toward you to sample it.
Its cruel how dogs are our best friends for such a short time, yet we're their best friends for their whole lives. She's the fourth dog I've loved and lost in my life, first one I was there to the bitter end. It's the suddenness of her loss that hurts the most. We should have been having quality/end of life discussions for our first dog, and Am-Staff mix, due to her hips/arthritis, not our spry Terrier.
Attached are photos of her photogenic self for a dog tax of reading my spilling of virtual ink. I don't know if it helps me grieve, but it doesn't hurt to try.
At the end, the vet said we did our best and there was nothing any of us could have done. She was proud of us for catching it at this point, she said typically she's seen owners hold on way too long making it even more devastating for the owners and unintentionally making the pet suffer.
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Deutsche Gopher Fan
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ugh, I am so sorry. I'm almost a year from losing my old girl and I still cry about it at least 3x a week.
She went fast, within a few days like yours, with no warning. My other dog outlived his prognosis by a few years, and I felt like I was waiting for death and grief all the time. they both sucked.
I'm still so broken over losing both of them in the last few years, i can't even imagine having another dog again, even though I am sure I will. maybe.
Beautiful girl. and yeah, you did great. No suffering for these perfect souls.
She went fast, within a few days like yours, with no warning. My other dog outlived his prognosis by a few years, and I felt like I was waiting for death and grief all the time. they both sucked.
I'm still so broken over losing both of them in the last few years, i can't even imagine having another dog again, even though I am sure I will. maybe.
Beautiful girl. and yeah, you did great. No suffering for these perfect souls.
Saw a really sweet post from the Susan Olsen, who played Cindy Brady. Jennifer Runyon played Cindy Brady on one of those Brady variety specials. Susan said how they ran into each other at a Burger King of all places and became friends. I also remember Jennifer from her role on Another World. So sad. Too young,