Jayne ,'The Message'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Thank you.
now where did I put the kleenex box?
Toldja I was in between. It's just weird, the vast space between when I am ok and when I'm not. They really can't recognize each other. There's a hope and an utter lack of. There is no medium.
I really hope this isn't making you go through Baxter again. Not with the same intensity. Urgh.
I am ok with Baxter now. It is not a problem. You just let yourself go where the emotion takes you right now. Also? this is late for you. go to bed.
Hey, I'm lucky to be in bed before midnight. Last night was 1! (but that was bad.)
I CANNOT TYPE.
They don't recognize MY name, but when I say Mister Kitty, there are immediate coos and other sounds of pleased recognition.
Aw! When I give my name to the vet's office, they just groan. My dog is... difficult. Especially when it comes to the vet.
Anyway - so many good wishes for Mister Kitty. And you. It's so tough with ailing pets because you know they're not themselves but everything else is such a guessing game. It's not like you can just ask them what hurts or how much. I'll be thinking of you both.
(My aunt swears she has a straight jacket ready for me for the unfortunate time when my Bailey dog passes.)
What's a good way to cook greenbeans that wont give me a heart attack?
Steam them.
sara, you do what you need to do, bunny.
psst, Jesse, ita is the bunny. sara is the cutiehead sarapants.
Do I have a nickname?
pretty lady.
I call everyone bunny. Except F, who I call noodle.