Death of a Dog

I found out last night that my parents had to put our family dog to sleep. The news was more upsetting to my sisters than it was to me. Although her death is sad, I just did not find myself that upset about it. I don't know if my reaction is caused by the fact that I knew it was coming or because I really don't have a whole lot of emotional attachment since I moved out a couple years ago or I am just a emotionless robot. Either way I have seemed to avoid my grieving period. Perhaps I will be more sad when I go home next and she is not there and the news becomes real. This is yet to be seen. My personal reaction aside, I think it is better to think about the good times rather than dwell on the loss. After all, death is an important and inevitable part of life. Without death, the baby in my previous blog could not have life.