Today I woke to a text message, "Meep is DEAD!". Oh God, I thought. My friend's little dog was hit by a car. It was her second dog loss this year. I called her immediately and she was in tears crying out "Why is this happening to us?". Us being her and brother (who was also her boyfriend).
It is Saturday and back to bed I went after letting her know I would touch base with her later. Sad, I felt. The pup was a real sweet heart. My friends are homeless though so doing conventional things like using a leash just isn't common practice. The rambunkish dog was hit by a car.
I get pissed off at God when things like this happen. I wonder what kind of God is he.
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