silveradept | December Days 22 - Entropy still sucks

[It's December Days time! There's no overarching theme this year, so if you have ideas of things to write about, I'm more than happy to hear them.]

Universal A.C. is the only entity that knows the answer to The Last Question. All the rest of us have to guess, and even so, even in that story, it takes until the universe winds down to nothing before the question can be answered.

The dog came with the relationship. He and his sister were six when I became daddy to them. I'm not a dog person at all, and most of my relationship to him was in feeding him, medicating him, running him outside to use the bathroom, and picking up his poop in the yard. That and having to come home from work and get up every day to take care of all the animals and feed them. There were also times of playing and walking and camping, but those often seemed to be changes of scenery rather than actually any sort of bonding exercise. Yet bond we did, if the evidence of how much wailing I did after he was gone is truth.

He outlived his sister by a year and a half. In that time, he developed occasional seizures (which may have been caused by a brain tumor), started to also lose the ability to keep his back legs and front legs upright and under him, and lost his eyesight (basically) to cataracts. That said, his diabetes was under control through the use of insulin shots and home-cooked food.

DEATH came for him, and hopefully took him to the place where the good dogs go, if such a place exists, where he can be reunited with his sister and they can frolic until Universal A.C. reboots the universe at the end. It was painless and swift, and now comes the rest of what's needed - comforting the living, burying the dead, and feeding the survivors.

Entropy sucks. Can I be done with this manifestation of it for a long while now?