Love: Reassessed Progress · 3:43am Jun 30th, 2015
Part 3 (during the events of New Town, New Beginnings)
7,125 words so far.
More than likely will be close to the 8,500 - 9,000 range when I'm done.
Holy crap I've never written so much. I've been doing 1,000 words a night for the past 3 nights. This is crazy.
Part 3 has become much more than I thought it would be. I was thinking about 5,000 words. As you can see, I passed that a long time ago. Part 3 has a lot of background happenings that we didn't see in NTNB, such as why Thunder Bolt was on the train when he met Sea Breeze and what he went through with his friends when they suspected he was in love. Lots of laughs went with that scene. I giggled quite a bit.
I'm aiming to have Part 3 published this week. Wednesday is my sister's birthday so it would be either Thursday, Friday or Saturday night.
Now for some news. It's a bit of sad news, at least for me it is.
I have a dog that is 14 years old. She would be 15 August 17th. Her name is Sugar and my grandmother bought her for me when I was 3. Sugar and I have grown up together and she's basically my sister, in weird kind of way.
I never thought about the day when she wouldn't be by my side, begging for my food and soaking my leg with her drool. I guess I just thought that she would be here forever.
Sugar is in failing health. Her hind legs are basically ate up with arthritis and she can't walk without assistance. She's a big girl and it's hard to carry a 60 pound dog up and down stairs outside 10+ times a day. Then I have to support her while she does her business and then basically carry her back to the steps, carry her up the steps and try not to drop her as I lay her on her bed. The sad thing is that she wants to walk. She wants to run. She wants to wrestle and play with my other dogs. She wants to go on our mile long walks and jump in the car and go on adventures to the lake and the hiking trails. But she can't. And it is killing me inside.
I've made the decision that in a few weeks, I'm going to take her on one last ride.
We're going to go to McDonald's and she is going to get spoiled with cheeseburgers, Mcnuggets, ice cream and other unhealthy crap that dogs can't eat.
We're going to go for a drive through the country and go to the lake, so she can get in the water, where every Labrador is born to be.
Why do dogs have to get old? Why do they have to die? Damn it.
