ay ay Ron
finally someone made gifs for this
Something just dawned on me and I did not want to put it in the last post since it was pretty lengthy but when Nismo first started staying outside for periods of time to get him accommodated to being an outside dog he found the TV antenna cable you know the one a big black thick cord. Well he had caught himself in this cable and there was not even enough for my pink to slip without making him choke. I found him just after my night shift on my 15 hour mondays. The emotion I showed when trying to free him from that and realising I did not have the strength to loosen the cable. I screamed to mum “It’s killing him” the only other time I showed that much emotion was either in a car ride down the pass with Jacq or when I punched a hole through a wall when I was called unloving. After screaming that out I ripped the cable from its holding along the brick wall and loosened to the point where Nismo could breathe safely and we cut it with scissors. The only reason I knew something was up was because my buddy was not there to say hello to me in the morning. You can always count on him.
Will be working 11~12 straight coming into the first week of December and it is because of maybe 3 reasons or a combination of these reasons. One I took off the 25 of october to have my birthday party and it was his actual birthday party. Second he does not want to work 2 weeks in a row so he took the week off and forced it upon me. Third the PS4 comes out that week and he wants to play it for a week straight.
Im basically working these days straight because any three reasons most likely the last two. This is bad because I dampen my Girlfriends life with the hours that I work I also run myself into the ground. As far as it goes for health I seem to hold up despite bouncing from night shift and afternoon shift in an 8 hour period and will be doing this countless times in this 11-12 day period I could have as many as 15 shifts. As is goes for mental health I seem to have good nights and bad nights. The bad nights are still not all that bad really but are getting worse, good nights are always thinking about Nismo and Jacq and our life.
I will not be able to have the most important birthday of the year off, it sounds stupid but there are really only three birthdays I care about in a year. My own My Girlfriends and my best mates. I fought hard for the 22nd but alas the one man that would do it in a heart beat for me is sanctioned by the boss to fill in his 4 hours on the same day. I’m not going to ask him to finish at 12 and start at 11:30 at night (despite me doing this every Monday with 7 hours turn around.) I still respect people and would not push that on anyone and besides I knew what I would be in for when I took that day.
At the end of the night/day whenever I get home Nismo comes up to me despite being asleep and nuzzles in real deep to my chest to the point of pushing me over and says “hey buddy everything will be alright, also where is Jacq she is fun” The anguish I hold for the life I live and choose to live is gone. A man and his dog is a true bond, I strongly urge any man or woman that needs someone or something in their life gets a furry friend god knows mine has saved me from being a more hateful and horrible person. I will be saluting Nismo with picking a spot on my body and cementing his place through ink. It is a perfect mesh of my love for wolves and him.
Don’t get me wrong I’m not complaining about my life but writing it out helps with realising what is really happening in my life. Right now I love my partner and I love dog and if anyone fucks with it I will try my utmost to bring hell down. Hopefully my job will not be a problem much longer maybe another 6-8 months until I study up on vet nursing (have to wait to pay some debts back for the Turbo and Holiday to the mother). I will be helping others share in what I had no idea would happen to me.