Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Childhood ends when you know you're going to die

My pops once quoted a line from a movie to me that went "Childhood's over the moment you know you're going to die." It's a bit of a morbid thought, but it's one that's been going through my head lately. I mean, I'm a mere seven months old right now (just a teenager in dog years!) but I've seen the vet twice in the last month and I overheard my momma and pops talking about bringing me to see her again this Saturday. It's hard to see the vet so many times and not end up pondering about your own mortality (and believe me, when you have as much free time to laze around and ponder as I do, you'd end up pondering lots of things too).

When I was a puppy, I was cautious and honestly, quite the scaredy-dog... so much that my folks had often joked about renaming me Courage the Cowardly Dog, after the Cartoon Network character. But that was due to a non-confrontational attitude and a fear of the unknown; not because I was afraid of dying or anything. I don't think I was ever really afraid of that or had thought about it at all, and I'm pretty sure I still had that youthful delusion of immortality. After all, I had doting parents and a comfy bed to keep me safe, so what could possibly harm me? Well, maybe grandpa's slippers.

Anyway, these trips to the vet have gotten me thinking about my own mortality, so it's with that in mind that I decided to start this blog, to chronicle my exploits and misadventures to preserve these precious memories.

My name is Sonic, and these are my thoughts.

1 comment:

  1. You are the cutest thing on Earth. Anyway, I hope you don't forget about me while I'm gone! Make sure you have your parents show you a photograph of me to remind you what I look like everyday!


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