I found a friend today, but had to let him go.

today when coming home from the library a little puppy followed me home. It didn't bark, it didn't try to bite me, it just followed me home. he smelled like soap so I know he wasn't a stray. such a well behaved puppy too, it let me carry it around and pet it. it even fell asleep on my futon. I was thinking about keeping him for the week, at least until his owner posted LOST posters around the neighborhood, but my dad got angry at me and forced my to let it loose. my window is open now. throughout the whole time he was with me he didn't bark or cry or anything. when I closed my door I heard him cry. a few moments ago I heard him bark. I knew it was him. small, lonely anxious, scared, cold. hopefully someone will find this little guy and give him a temporary home that I couldn't give him. I feel so shitty now. the semester is coming to an end, I have reports to do, but at this moment, I can't even concentrate typing up this damn blog. I'm going to sleep.

when I have kids, I won't be as fucked up as my dad was. I swear on that.