I never want a dog again.

Artist: Jenny Jinya

Insta: https://instagram.com/jenny_jinya?igshid=tz7oobbw2a8j

It’s been awhile since Snoopy and Joe passed away, only two weeks apart.

I was pretty numb about Joe because Snoopy left me so hollowed out.

Snoopy was special, we saved him from being shot by his previous owners because they found him to “aggressive” but really it was from the neglect of the parents, and abuse from their children.

Everyone told me to be wary around him, they said he wasn’t friendly, that he would most likely bite me. After being told this for the hundredth time I said “If he bites me, he bites me, and if he does, we’ll go from there, and if he doesn’t; great!”

They had him in the backyard, without hesitation I walked to the a yard, he was looking at the sky, didn’t see me till I called his name, he stood up, and we just looked at one another.

I crouched down, reached my hand out, and said “aren’t you a handsome boy, come here”
As he wobbles over I was prepared for him to bite me, but I wasn’t worried, as he smelled my hand I could hear everyone getting tense behind me, finally when he was done...he just looked at me, and finally he started wiggle his butt, and ran into my arms.

Everyone was shocked, and we fell in love with one another instantly.

We walked everyday, he was overweight, from his previous owners over feeding him, we would walk till he was tired, I would then pick that 50 pound beagle up, and walk us home.

You know the worst part? I didn’t even cry when he died, I love that dog, and I couldn’t even squirt out a single tear? And the worst, worst part is I didn’t get to say goodbye because of this fucking pandemic!

I don’t expectant anyone to read this, maybe I just wanted to post this somewhere as some sorta of twisted remembrance?

I honestly feel like I’ll never get another dog again, I can’t imagine it...

I don’t want to fall in love again.