RIP Harvey.

my dog died today. well actually the vet put him to sleep :(
he was really sick, and i knew it was a matter of time, but i still wasn't prepared.
really sad.
but i am going to talk about happy memories about him.
First. i was the one who named him.
remember Sabrina the Teenage Witch? well i was obsessed with that show, and Harvey from there, i totes loved him and his name. so i named my dog after him.
yup.
Secondly, the first time we went to pick out a puppy at my brothers (then) friends house, since his dog just had a litter, well i held harvey in my arms until he fell asleep.
probably the cutest thing that had every happened to me.
Thirdly, during the winter time we used to wear hats, and Harvey used to chases us down jump on us and steal our hats. he wouldn't ever give them back either.
it was horrible, but at the same time insanely hilarious.
FOurth, my brother used to walk my dog to the field, to potty train him you know, and well he would run back to the house, but Harvey thought it was like a race, and he would run as fast as he could back, he would also sometimes tackle my brother, also hilarious.
He also used to smell anyone and everyone's butts, that was his way of greeting i guess. it was ridiculous though that even after living with us for so long he still would smell our butt. so silly.
as a puppy he would jump on everyone too, trying to lick their faces.
he was a crazy puppy, but a good dog, once we sort of trained him.
and he was SO BIG. but he thought for so long that he was still a puppy and he would try to crawl into your lap for a few years.
i still actually remember the first day we brought him home even.
he was crying in the back of the car for his mom. it was really sad.
sigh.
i'm going miss him. i didn't even get to say goodbye.
the vet wouldn't let that happen.
and you know what's sad. when i heard my brothers crying in their room, saddest thing ever. it hurt me to hear them hurting. :(
i think i've cried the most this week than i have in so long.
what's even sadder. i cried more for my dog than i did when my exboyfriend broke up with me. (well actually i never even cried when he broke up with me...girl power.)
what does this say about who i am?
i'm not really sure. and at this moment in time, i don't think i care.


this has basically been the worst winter break of my entire life.
and i don't want to go back to school tomorrow.
i.just.dont.
sigh. i need to go to sleep. it's going to be a long day tomorrow :/
thanks for reading my stories about my puppy.