Anonymous ID: c42ac1 Feb. 15, 2020, 9:48 a.m. No.8146231   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>6475

>>8145258 (PB)

If you can't see the can on the other end of the string, the comm is vulnerable.

>>8143681 (PB)

Really? Which one? I would also note that having that much gold immediately available would reduce its value to the value of its actual metallic properties. Might turn out to be not worth the effort.

>>8143434 (PB)

I'm the one. So are you, if you want to take the lead once in a while. Be careful where you step, though -- there are landmines all around.

>>8143649 (PB)

We don't accept remote psychoanalysis on Trump -- why should we give attention to remote analysis on Hillary?

Anonymous ID: c42ac1 Feb. 15, 2020, 10:36 a.m. No.8146600   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>6612 >>6615 >>6621 >>6654 >>6707 >>6779 >>6792 >>6814

Today I buried my best friend of the past several years. Just telling you guys because I don't have anyone else to tell.

He was born somewhere in the night of July 2-3, 2012 and died ~12:30 pm February 14, 2020. He was interred ~10:00 am ET today.

I have no clue what killed him. I just went into the living room to spend some time with him and he was laying on the floor. Still very warm. I must have missed being there by, at most, minutes. I attempted artificial respiration and chest compression. I'm not a veterinarian … but I tried. He was already gone.

 

The hole has been dug and back-filled. Prayers were said amidst tears and scripture (Psalm 23) read aloud.

This is now the third time I have posted here about this and I will post no more.

It just hurts, Anons, and I have no one else to tell it to. Nearest family is several hundred miles away physically and even further away emotionally. I've asked – they are not interested in being closer.

 

So, thanks for letting me get this off my chest. It's 1:30 now and time to feed the rest. I give them wet food in the middle of the day to keep them close to home. They are still counting on me, but none are as affectionate as Monkey was. The night of the 13th he spent over two hours sleeping on my desk between me and the keyboard and pressed up against me so he could feel me breathing as he slept.

 

I'm glad I gave him that then, because I can't now.

Oh God, the pain!