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.
Natter .44 Magnum: Do You Feel Chatty, Punk?
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.
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.
NOODLE!!!
bed for me. goodnight moon.