Last Friday I was out drinking and playing cards when I ended up in the same house as my ex-wife who I haven't seen in a month or so. At some point we were engaging in small talk and I asked how her side of the family was and how the in-laws dog was. My ex informed me that the dog has cancer and is going to die soon. Now I love this dog to death, I've known her since she was a puppy, watched her all the time and trained her to do most of the cool tricks she knows (she can balance a ball on her nose like a seal ). Needless to say, I was kind of blindsided on my night out having such terrible news thrown at me.
I called my ex the next morning and she offered to bring the dog to the park so I could see her one last time. I seriously considered it, but I asked her to get permission from her mom first because I was uncomfortable doing it behind her back. Today I got a call from my ex telling me that there is no way her mom will let me see the dog. WTF, I always knew she hated me from the day I started dating her daughter, but I didn't know that she hates me that much or is that spiteful. So much for that good old fashioned Catholic "love and forgiveness". Sometimes I hate people, maybe that is why I love dogs so much- they aren't people. /selfindulgentwhining
It was morality that burned the books of the ancient sages, and morality that halted the free inquiry of the Golden Age and substituted for it the credulous imbecility of the Age of Faith. It was a fixed moral code and a fixed theology which robbed the human race of a thousand years by wasting them upon alchemy, heretic-burning, witchcraft and sacerdotalism.-H.L. Mencken