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@kaol

You did the right thing. I’d never have the guts to do something like that and would feel guilty about not taking the opportunity. Have a hug from me. * hugs *

@ Serbitar

Don’t give up on humanity just yet. Just don’t have high expectations and just go with the flow.

@ most of the respondents

I’m going to break from the flock and say that while this isn’t exactly the most well written prose or poetry, try reading it again when you next lose a pet.

While we can fool ourselves into thinking that our pets may love us unconditionally, the grief we feel when a pet dies is real. It’s not about the pets loving us; it’s about us loving the pets. Writing these is more a form of therapy than an attempt to be noticed as an author/poet. Most of the time, these people don’t have much writing talent and go about their lives without this being a hindrance to them. Being grief-stricken does not magically give them the ability to write eloquent and profound prose or poetry out of nowhere. They just need a means of letting it all out. Quite frankly, I think this is soppy and not meant to be read when not mourning a pet, but when you’re grief-stricken, your soppy-ness threshold briefly skyrockets which gives you the capacity to write soppy stuff you wouldn’t even consider writing otherwise. Yes, things that are actually bad (shit) do happen, but even so, to the authors, the pain is real,

So in summary, it’s therapy, not literary talent. These texts were more meant to be written than they were to be read.
( mistaspakkaman and the inedible shifting caterpillars, Wed 21 May 2008, 2:00, Reply)