I hate the balanceing organizer of the Universe!

Why is it that whenever I or other pple I know have a moment of complete and unadulterated joy... something *has* to happen to sour the moment?

I'm a prime example.
I plan my first ever Beltaine party at my house... and Hex dies
I plan to move in with Kevin.. and Key dies.
Kevin asks me to marry him... and Risu gets sick and today had to be put to sleep.

Kat Williams finds the love of *her* life... and Shiva her companion of over 12 years dies.

My friend gets pregmnat after she's been told she'll never have kids.. and her dog of 16 years dies...

Why is it that the "moment" gennerally is spoiled by the death of a pet?

To the "Balancing Organiser of the Universe"

Congrats! You usually pick on the innocent and beloved animals!

You Sir.. suck Large!