shit I found in west hollywood.
I have to have a moment for a dear friend of mine who passed on the other day. He was actually one of my best friend's dog, Zeke. He was a German Shepard. My friend got him when he was about a year old in 1995....a year before I met him at college. We think he was abused with a hose before we got him because he would cower everytime you turned on a hose....he might even have got angry a time or two. So he is almost 14. Well in the past year my friend or so my friend as gotten married and move to Sedona, AZ to run an insurance office. He's a good state farm agent if anyone needs insurance. Anyway since Zeke is approaching 14! years old, he didn't think the move would be a good thing....that's almost 100 years old 98 actually.......so his parents have agreed to watch him. He was really starting to get depressed when my friend went on trips, much more so than when he was younger. So as the girl down the street was watching him the other day he really didn't eat or drink anything. She let him out to go to the bathroom behind the house like he did for several years now. Now keep in mind their house backs up to a lot of protected marsh land.....beautiful landscape and scenery. After going to the bathroom he laid down and wouldn't get up for anyone. Finally they carried him into the house where he continued to lay there. So they called my friends brother over....also a really good guy and friend......he went over and Zeke jumped up and wagged his tail. So then they went out to the bathroom again, down to marsh land again......this time on the way back Zeke started grunting and finally laid down after a couple steps, and once again would not get up. So my friends brother went inside to make some food for him. As he was inside Zeke got up and ran into the marsh, into his new life, soon to be seen in the blue glow of
midichlorians. They ran after him when he was good for a couple minutes, my friends brother got a sword from the house started hacking through the marsh following tufts of fur on the sticker bushes. He couldn't find him. It was getting to the point where the was no longer a trail of hair and foot prints. The ground was a little muddy then it become swamp the you would need waders for. They went out and looked again yesterday, twice......and have seen no sight of him or his body. None of the birds or buzzards have been circling. He just decided it was his time to move on. Needless to say this is the coolest dog I have ever met or will probably ever meet. Thanks for listening.
Thats not nice. 
DOH!
