Also, they gave me a little clay pad with his pawprints on it.

What a nice idea. The last two places I worked would not have responded well to someone taking a dead pet day, but they were also not known for their sensitivity. I still haven't forgiven the evil supervisor who, when I told her I'd be in a half hour late because I had to leave my sick dog at the vet, asked my why I didn't just put her down.

Happy Anniversary to us, Sean! - 11 years ago today we met.

Wow. That long, huh?

Damn, I miss you. And thanks for the happy birthday wishes.

And not to be overly ass-cover-y or manipulative or something, saying it happened "last night" allows for a late night and not enough sleep to go in. If you're not comfortable asking for the day for grief.

Oh, I meant to say earlier - Happy Birthday, Sean!

Tommy, it's totally done -- I mean, y'all have an office dog, right? I'm sure your boss would understand, even if it has to be a personal day/mental health day/sick day on the official books. I doubt very much that the grief will be held against you.

I still haven't forgiven the evil supervisor who, when I told her I'd be in a half hour late because I had to leave my sick dog at the vet, asked my why I didn't just put her down.

My eye lasers would've kicked in and the supervisor would've avoided me forever after a crack like that.

This is the same woman who was across from me in a meeting and suddenly said, "Your eyes aren't the same size." I knew that, but I was living in an optimistic world in which I believed no one else noticed.

I took a half day personal time after we had to euthanize my cat, Bogey. Barfing in the parking lot of the vet's carrying my empty cat carrier home pretty much helped me make that decision.

Tommy, I'm sorry for your loss.

My head hasn't stopped hurting all day, hasn't responded to painkillers and now nausea is setting in.

ita, I have no idea how you cope with this day in and day out.

Damn, I miss you.

I miss you too, love.

{{{{Tommy}}}}