Guilt
I had a great day today until a few moments ago. Now I just feel anger again.
I’m sorry I can feel death when it approaches.
I’m sorry there is nothing I can do to stop it. It creates a haze over me that I can’t break.
I’m sorry.
There was nothing I could do. I did not leave him out there to get killed. He broke out.
We were only gone for 20 minutes.
You don’t know the tremendous guilt I feel about it. I didn’t even like that stupid idiot of a dog. I never wanted it here, but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel guilt, anger, and sadness for what happened.
Don’t use it to attack me. Its been over a month. Almost 2 now, and I can still hear your screaming. It kept me up for a week until it finally started to fade, and now I hear it loudly again. I’m sorry.
