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I was once married to the stupidest individual you'd ever want to meet. My highschool sweetheart who at one time, I was madly, crazy in love with. You can go back to the beginning of my diary and experience my divorce on a day to day basis, as I updated all of my feelings when I started this journal. One thing that caused problems for us were the two dogs he had to have. One, I bought him for his birthday. The second, a year later for Valentine's Day. I didn't want dogs. I love them but am not a pet person. He had to have them, so of course I provided. These dogs drove me nuts. They were little and barked all the time. I was the only one who took care of them. The smaller of the two would wake me up in the middle of the night to go outside. He never did shit for them. While they drove me insane, I loved them. They would sit on my lap at night and keep me warm. One slept under the covers at my feet, the other right next to my neck on my pillow. Most days they provided the only love I received in my house. I once told that fool I wanted to start keeping them in the kitchen at night so I could sleep. He said he would set up a cot in the basement so he could sleep with them, as they were that important to him. I agreed to keep them in our room to make him happy, even though it drove me nuts. When we divorced, he wanted to keep both of the dogs. I said no problem. I was so sad when I said goodbye to them. They loved me. No doubt about it. I kept them for one week before our divorce was final. He was going out of town and asked if I would watch them. Believe it or not, I was so excited to see them. He dropped them off at my apartment. The smaller one was so excited to see me she just stood still and shook, peeing on my carpet. Living alone, it was nice to come home from work to have these little fluffy creatures jump up and dog to try and give me kisses. While I didn't want the responsibility of them any longer, I did miss them. He came to pick them up when he returned. I held them each for a few minutes and said goodbye. It was sad for me. Last week, he had them put to sleep. He didn't want the responsibility of them any longer. He lives in a house with no fence, so instead of getting a fence, he killed the dogs. I fucking hate that man.
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